Taking Out The Trash

5/24

Yesterday

 I took out the trash

Bags full of garbage

 I had left collected

I threw away my self-pity,

And it’s stained conscious

I wrapped my anger in a paper towel

And flushed it down the toilet

I folded my insecurities into a drawer

Hung my wrinkled embarrassment

 Like a prayer in the closet

Finally,

I swept my love under the rug

Pretended that it was never really there

I suppose there will always be dirt