"declutter" poems
tell me what you need
and when I cannot find
one of your necessities
I'll reach inside myself
search around corners and under beds
and offer what I've found
you're free to take any part of me
I've meant to declutter anyway
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 1:57 AM UTC
Tammy,Tammy,call your mammy
daddy's run away.
Buildings built of stilton cheese and Wilton rugs,bugs that run round in my head,silver diamond ten gauge thread to tie my eyes up.
Tea leaves tell no lies,
I've seen them in a broken cup where broken people all look up to watch me fall.
I call the Master of Ceremonies,also made of Stilton cheese,eaten slowly by the mice,made from chocolate covered rice cake crisps and baked in ovens,gas mark seven and ask him,
where did daddy go?
he doesn't know and never did and slowly drops off from the grid,
in hidden thoughts behind veiled red eyes where riots run with teddy boys,who ride Italian imported scooter bikes,
twenty thousand Facebook likes for what,
a **** *** underneath the bed?
more bugs that run wild in my head,
another silver,sugar coated thread to wrap me in when I am dead,
but I'm not there yet
I've got to shift the fuzziness,the interfering laziness,be blessed twice by his Holiness,undress the dressings I am wrapped in,bleach my skin and reach inside to clear my mind.
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 5:06 AM UTC
i'll never write for you
after this day.
on this day
i dust you from my heart
declutter my rib cage
remove every careless remnant of you
that i kept as sentiment.
after this day
i'll redecorate my brain
with seedlings and lights
and your memory
on my mind's windowsill
will consume me no more.
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 8:16 AM UTC
there are no more remnants
of him here.
no more
*pictures
notes shirts
gifts scents
reminders
traces*
of him here.
he exists only in
my memories
and even those
are starting to fade.
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
back home. need to declutter. need to remove things. things. things are everywhere.
stressful. too much stuff. i need money. should trade in my things for money. sounds simple.
need space. need zones. need flow. want to do things. no space. too much stuff.
need to do things. need to let go and grow up. stop procrastinating.
not today, tomorrow.
Feb 4, 2010
Feb 4, 2010 at 11:26 AM UTC
I think I understand now why I keep my room so messy
When I declutter the physical, I have to acknowledge all of the emotional
the idea of not feeling good enough, responsible enough, bold enough
As long as there is **** everywhere, I don't have to focus on the unseen and the stuff no one is able to see
The constant depression
The having to convince myself I am okay. The self-doubt I feel about maybe not being able to afford to live my dreams and to have the lifestyle that I so desperately want to have.
I know that none of this is real and it is all my perception so I clean out the trash, do the laundry and put the physical together so that I can truly begin to handle, no surviving NO thriving in the emotional aspects of my Life.
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 8:15 PM UTC
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 4:40 AM UTC
I lay down at night in varying degrees of ****** up, and my brain starts to go over the day, and my brain starts to go over the past few days,
I knew there would be nights where I miss you but I didnt think there would be nights where I missed you so much I got the smell of my ***** and cranberry juice confused with your morning breath,
or a night where I smoked a cigarette just to know if it helps like you said it did,
it didnt, but I dont hate you for lying to me.
I didnt think id miss you so much someone elses thighs or the curves of someone elses soft back could only make me want to call you,
its a good thing I dont have a phone right now.
I didnt think I would sit down to write and lose all inspiration because youre the inspiration,
you were the first person to make me remember how much writing can help you declutter my mind and now every time I think of my favorite traits in myself I think of how somewhere along the line I did what I did because of you,
and now I do what I do because of me,
I cant be here,
I cant be yours,
I cant be gods or americas or anyone but mine,
im on this earth for me and that might seem selfish but I urge everyone to live the same way,
we are not here to linger in each others presences and follow the rules that are thrown at us,
I dont know why were here though,
I only know why im here,
im here to be happy, and my happiness does not reside in law school or financial stability or any of that it comes from the raw fact that I do the things my own being would be happy about. im here to feed my essence so that when I die this shell can rot, but my effect will be benevolent or beneficial.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
I should stop this fruitless job
of keeping obsolete little things
that never did
anything good for me.
Maybe i should start
by unfolding old unsent letters
bare from the enthusiasm i used to
envelope them in.
Then, i'll throw away pretty glass bottles,
emptied by their contents
of sweet perfumes and wild dreams.
Pick up plastic beads ,
loose from the strings tied
by friendships
i used to wrap around my wrists.
I should discard useless trinkets,
cute nothings and dead mementos.
Declutter and make room-
for other things ,
like self-appreciation,
growth,love
and
maybe a pen
or two.
Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 4:41 PM UTC
moving words
from one place
to another
declutter thoughts
hand wash the words
air dry the words
fold the words
store
the words
in room temperature
breath in let the words out
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 11:26 PM UTC
the beauty of naivety as a kid
viewing the world as two-dimensional
the impeachable mind of declutter
so uncontaminated and guiltless
it's the brain still developing
it categories happiness under one umbrella
can't see what it shadows underneath
you will soon set your feet on the ground
and you'll meet face to face
with what the umbrella covers
but once you do
don't use the umbrella
catching a cold will be a pleasure
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC
i once saw on television a man taking a bath while a woman drew nearer and nearer with a hair dryer that she dropped into the water
there were wisps of lightning bolts and my fear of electrical sockets found footing
flourishing in the air pockets of a hypersensitivity that harbored phobias as I deemed fitting
that summer the thunderstorms seemed heavier than usual and when the power went out your nose instantly gained sweat and my stomach tightened at the idea of a tornado coming to sweep us away
into uncertainty
towards another state that didn't seem so heckled by natural disasters but those don't exist and the barren landscape can almost eat you until you disappear
you're afraid of aging and I'm afraid of not aging gracefully
everyone talks about how time is eternal but as I declutter my apartment I realize time can be found and that the ending comes when things leave a space
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
I intend not to have the faintest idea
That no leaf has swept away
No stone remain unturned
No fire blazed of trepidation
I seem to encounter the sensation
Almost as well-concerned as a tigress
I might be timid, inconsiderate for you
But why not declutter your chest?
Unfogging the future is structuring a clumsy log
Negotiations over present can't be disfigured...
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 10:06 AM UTC
A soft spot for you
Be the laborious light
in me which keeps the
energy and strength
morally ignited with
the righteous
hope.
The declutter
blessing is so
employed in magic,
because it is related
to good vibes.
I keep dreaming
about an angel in its space.
You showed me such
a perseverant valor!
How can I forget it?
- I wonder about this harmony! It always stays.
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Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
Bile Addict
The truth comes out like stomach acid
burning the whole way up.
Needed and sometimes even wanted.
None the less still painful.
Still burning in your throat and in my ears.
A part of me feels like you hope this is my final straw and that I will finally throw in the towel.
A part of me was hoping that too, my Sweet.
Instead I take that straw to my nose
I use it to do a big ol line of the vile truth
while I push past the pain of the drip and the foul taste of your words
I try not to let you see the salty tears forming in my eyes.
I fold the towel you wish I would throw,
as perfect as I can
I walk to the closet that has the least amount of skeletons to put it away.
I don't have enough spine to declutter closets today.
Today Im no better than you.
I lie to myself and convince myself you could someday care, so that I can stomach
the urge I have to lie next to you.
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 7:17 PM UTC
When trying to declutter
You clutter everything even more
disrupting the present with the past
forming a bricolage of me through various jammed selves
and adding new crammed shelves to my brain
clogging the blood in my veins
in a never can be reversed way
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 7:51 AM UTC
Mess is all I have ever lived in.
Mess from the start, from birth you must understand.
So forgive me when I explain my past selves, and none of them quite make sense.
There is another thing, I am forgetful.
Things come and go. I don't like to remember happy things.
My brain will not let me.
I remember trauma, anger and defeat. Nothing more, nothing less. I am sorry for the way I am wired.
I am sorry for the way I forget the simplest things.
Or the way I deal with emptiness. But this is me;
A mess.
I don't live in filth. My kitchen, living room, and bathroom are well kept.
But enter my room, and see a slew of half read books, pens, pencils, sketchbooks, notebooks, and photographs litter the tiny space.
This is my mess, it is very personal. I will clean as I feel. And when I am ready to declutter the trauma, anger and defeat, I will. I will abolish it, but only when I am ready.
I am sorry for my mess, but it is mine.
Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC
Letting go means not keeping score
even of the actions you adore.
But what about this thing that I did
Surely I cannot keep that hid.
I was wronged by this and that
So surely I can refer to *** for tat.
My list of wrongs is great and clear
and should be tallied and appear.
But no, you gotta let that **** go
Karma does not read blow by blow
A need to calculate the debts owed you
Will weigh one down anew.
The world will not care that years ago
You was wronged and can't let go.
(To be fair, I've still got a list,
Of the wrongs that still persist).
But that I know this is wrong
is halfway to truth - gong!
Clinging to what I think should be
(As Buddha pointed out to me)
Is the root of suffering and pain
As I revisit my wrongs with no gain.
So I'll put the "facts" in a box of woe,
And set it aside when I really know.
That carrying that box of pain,
Is not worth any gain.
My grievances are over there
And not something I wear.
Someday I'll really ken that pain
cannot be fixed when I complain.
For now my pile is over there
Set aside often outside my aware.
I will declutter and toss the trash
when I get off my lazy ***
For now I to know this
But living this will lead to bliss.
Someday.
Soon.
Oct 9, 2022
Oct 9, 2022 at 9:16 AM UTC