i take note
take stock
of all the things
i do not need
that have broken

those that I have lost
these weigh the heaviest
in my cardboard mountain
that fills the spaces
formerly inhabited by my mattress and my mirror
places where I gave myself away
to people
intimate and strange simultaneously
the feelings once attached to objects pushed to the ceiling
bullied away by boxes of stuff
will they follow me to the next place
where I lay down my mattress
then later my body
and maybe another
where I lean my mirror
against plaster and stone
to speak to me
in pictures
reflecting back my new space
empty
but ready to be full

Anna Eleanor Kirchhofer