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Admitting is the First Step

Admitting is the First Step

I have a thing

for things

lots of things

apparently

I used to think

I didn’t

have a thing

for things

but things have

taken hold

and if I love it

forget it

I’ll take 10

it’s been

a gradual thing

this collection

of excess

this immersion

of stuff

I don’t like it

this feeling

of being taken

it’s a process

like most of life

to figure it out

the why of it

all

and make sense

of the what ifs

what if I didn’t

need that … anymore

what if I could just

let it go

give it away

set it by the road

even if it had a hold

I could jest let it go

right

WRONG

yeah, I’m shaking my head

no

as I’m looking at the things

all the pretty things on my desk

it’s a negative no

I wouldn’t say I’m a hoarder

I’ve watched those shows

but I look around

and realize

I have a lot of stuff

I really don’t need

but so much of it

I love

and as you get older

you tend to acquire

more of it

more of the stuff you love

things of beauty

are a weakness

things of comfort

even more

how many cardigans

does one person really need

A LOT

cardigans are like a safety blanket

like Linus, I like to feel secure at all times

wherever I go

wherever I am

‘cause ‘ya never know

how cold it could get

it could sleet

it could snow

it could ice over

be prepared for anything

and everything

TL

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