I’ve always been the second choice,

the one they’d leave for their

first choice,

Until I met the one,

that special one,

who was so

faithful and so good,

that she would not leave her

second choice

for me.


The Closet

This closet of mine is empty,

and has been, for years,

balls of dust and detritus

rolling to the corners

when I open the door and look in,

confirming that it is truly vacant,

and there’s nothing left inside

that needs to be aired

in the light of day.


So, if it’s become too great a burden

and you want to let it go,

I’ll let you store your pain in it…