Everything must go, but
Stuff sticks like super glue,
Flypaper and monkey snot.
With a stewardly exit, I’m
Moving back to basics, but
Can I get there from here?

You say I’ve made my bed
Now lie in it.
That’s the problem
I’ve got six beds.
Sell you a king mattress
For twenty bucks.

Is there a 12-step book for
Reforming accumulators?
Could I get four copies?
Can this stuff be exorcised?
Is the secret in my 3 videos
Of Rosemary’s Baby
That I’m keeping?
Demon Possessions
These poems are
tracks marking the
happy meandering path
of ongoing discovery ...
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