you can have your whole life
condensed into a few cardboard boxes.
You’ll have to pack them yourself.
If you work all your life
and pay your taxes and allow
progress to pass you by,
and forget to tick the right part
of the insurance form,
you can sit and watch them
condemn your house;
the house you grew up in,
the house you married
and raised kids in,
despite the perfectly good
shoring timbers (which didn’t
look quite right on the close)
and they’ll relocate you
to a brand new serviced flat
nearby, but it’ll never be the same,
you’ll think, as you sit
in the empty front room
on the last box, with the van full
and ready to go, and ask for
one last minute alone to wonder
with slowly moistening eyes,
how your life became distilled
into this last box marked Fragile
This Side Up. Handle With Care.
John H Davies
27th March 2011
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