all manners new 
                               all worlds

even in memories certain
                     fizzing change holds court
    over hard rock
                over the stern human

i open my dreaded wardrobe
moth eaten moths
                        and unaired storage
there is nothing here that i wear
its all in black
one black unreadable musty dough
                  slouching off of bending hang wires

thin bin liner
i bag up some clothes for charity
i close the wardrobe
and open a window

river flows and is new
when I am next compiled
will it be subtle
or aggressive in action ?
which character shall play me ?
impatient
i take a hefty breath
the time is....

NOW!
and
DONE !
(i stamp one foot
  seal this contract)

sleeven suit is filled
my next brush with life
is sacredly sworn in...

i am
mischievous to be
slack
humorous and
malicious in spirit type

what of family ?
memory attaches responsibility
for all the shared
and built upon relations

do i brutally shuck
or grow sick in a false nature ?
costume myself
as myself past ?

i know all of the habits
of his guise
but arson seems
the healthier alternate