#49 (spring cleaning)

sweeping

my self-doubts

from the attic

like abandoned spiderwebs

they are

learning

to fly again

worries

I turn into

a carpetbeater

raising clouds of sulk

that leave into

the atmosphere

grey butterflies

wating for their close-up

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recycling

memory-leftovers

from past lives

the many times I said

“I used to..”

stopped haunting me

as I weave them into my narrative

they become patches

in my dreamcoat

with my imagination

 tying up

the loose ends

patiently

even if

my loom might

be pausing

It never stops

as my story

keeps writing itself

in broad daylight

still I manage to

interweave

some threads

just enough

to keep

going



*matthias geh, 9th March 2016

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