It’s as if the universe
needs to sacrifice something
during the process of moving
in order to transition
and to begin new again
it could be as little
as a few coffee mugs breaking
or a vinyl record
cracking at the bottom
of a cardboard box
or it could be as big
as a diamond ring
washing down
a sink drain
or a family heirloom
shattering by the side
of a U-Haul.
This evening
it’s just the pieces
of this moment
this final glance
at the sunset splashing
into my bare living room
before I finally trudge
to the front door
with the last box
in my hands
then back out
into the world
to begin new again.
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