I built a fire and burned the baggage you left behind I packed it up in a warm smoldering smokey haze
Divorce records with the ex wife Joint taxes, private school bills Mortgages, foreclosure credit debt Child support and EDD claims
Photos of happier times placed neatly on the shelf in my closet Air Force jacket and duffel bag tucked in corner safe Waiting for their owner to pick them up I would send them but I have no idea where you are I should burn it all, but it hurts to think that way All those years of love notes Buried in a plethora Of blue stripes white and yellow College ruled and blank notebooks Randomly ambushing memories When very least expecting. *The only way around these things is through them