Long road of things to achieve ‘happiness’
Lonely road of empty nothingness
Barriers to your cause
Sit in your new chair and watch your big tv
Completely solitary

Things

Filling your space to capacity
Barking back the loudest, deafening, echo of silence

Everything you have is new except your outdated views

Things

Protection at the detriment of relationships
Arms reach to preserve
pushing the meaningful away

Roll up the nice rug the grandkids are coming to stay

Things

Sold on the page next to your obituary
No meaning or value to the remaining
You can only take what fits in the box

Things