discard the clothes that never fit you
easier said than done
mind you
beware this is the land of
opinion fares
what you know
is not you

would happily trade
this skin for you
extra large clothes
to skin tight
low rise
high boots type

glasses to lens
plain cuppa to
starbucks rendezvous
broadway nights
the highlight

dawn to my pride
pawn of lies
presumptions
impetuous actions
a fine line

what should i discard?
you ask
two faced
double edged sword
sometimes referred
human companion
friends
acquaintances
negative thoughts
who back stab you

cruel summers
never go out of style
hoax of believers
you belong together
lover to anti-hero
bad blood
i sigh

can you come again?
discards the pieces
which have fallen apart
don’t sow thorns
you bleed
burn the bridges
you built

clothes never naught fit
you make them
seem fit
live as you
not your alter
ego *****