Each drawer that I fill,
stores something past

The future spread out
on the bed

As each one closes,
its memories sleep safe

Dreams quilted,
and looking ahead

Layered inside,
and kept neatly stacked

In silence,
their stories unfold

Each drawer front embossed,
with a message they share

“Open Only If Naked Or Cold”

The dresser sits quiet,
its handles untouched

As new history begins
with each write

And construction resumes,
a new dresser is built

To store words that have yet
to take flight

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)