I have emptied out
my closet
Cleaned up my house
I have given away
the things I don't need
Tidied up my home
I have put little things
into boxes
And the ghosts
in the corners
are lonely
I am leaving behind
my possessions
for someone else
I have made a fire
of things I don't want
anyone to see
I have put little things
into boxes
The walls
fill the silence
with echoes
I have put little things
into boxes
I am going on a journey
Maybe some day
I'll be returning
And the ghosts
in the corners
won't be lonely