I am boxing away every pice of you
every thought,feeling,emotion,memory
down in a browncardboard box
in the bottom of my wardrobe
taking up residence with:
barbies with punk-rock hairstyles
packs of cards with no king of hearts
and an odd pair of sock or two.
among the unread books
and dog-eared novels
anda set of alphabet building blocks
(with no u)
every object i refuse to look at yet cant bear to let go of.
