wrapped in a towel
wrapped in a blanket
placed in a leather satchel
placed in a suitcase
place in a trunk
shipped to a southern rural location
taken inside a house
taken to a back room
taken to a closet
are a lifetime of thoughts
written down on paper
in black or blue ink
leaving me empty of ideas
that were so easy to come by
when I was much younger
and my opinions were a solemn
trust between me and you
and now you want them all back
as if the words no longer
represent our bond and
age finally betrays me.
20 September 2020
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