A clarity of reversed cluttering,
those damaged ornaments,
layers of dust nestled into cracks,
each speck a decade older
than the last; a lesson ingrained into each
one, the shelves dip like sedentary
snakes, drunk under the weight
of this relentless hoarding.
Certain ones remain more polished
and hold value over sheer nostalgia.
The room now empties, the walls
like torn canvasses useless
in the task of imprinting ideas,
those objects of clutter, thrown
from each window, their influence
and drama, no longer an ash
like smudge.
Jonathan Butcher has had poems appear in various print and online publications including, The Morning Star, Mad Swirl, Drunk Monkeys, The Abyss, Cajun Mutt Press and others. His fourth chapbook, 'Turpentine' was published by Alien Buddha Press.
He is also the editor of online poetry journal Fixator Press.
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