Hangers
on a Sunday
as the leaves fell
off the branches
I turned to my closet
and did what the Kondo woman
preaches in her book
I took every single item of clothing I own
OUT
and held up each piece
and asked myself
what she tells you to ask yourself
“does this spark joy”
turns out very little did
seven heaping helping bags later
I realize this
yes, I’ve weeded out my clothes before
but not like this
there were decades in there
things I would never wear again
things I forgot I had
things with tags
I really thought I might get stuck
in there
as the mountain grew higher and higher
I just kept my head down
and kept going
and going
and going
piece by piece
as the hangers piled up
and the bags were tied
clothing condensed
I thought to myself
well, maybe some of it
will spark joy
for somebody else
out there
that or make a good rag
to clean the car
after the clearing of clothes
Kondo tells her readers
to tackle all the books
then all the papers
then all the miscellaneous
and lastly, the sentimental
you’re supposed to hold up each item
and ask yourself, again
“does this spark joy”
yeah, I’m gonna skip the books
and magazines
and go straight to papers
TL