Renewal

Let’s dump it all –

the flotsam and jetsam

of many decades starting

with pithy retorts made

with no thought given

to their effects

Let’s load that caitiff

who lurks in the background

into a pick-up truck and

haul him away

You wince at the rictus of

my discontent that bristles

and jags like an

unshaven face

We have accumulated

problem as if we are hoarders

I sway under the weight

of them the way a sapling

does on a windy day

bending, not breaking

Let’s scuttle this worn out

life and start fresh

Published by Candace