i've had a lot of dead stuff
cluttering up my heart
not knowing how to rip it out
without falling apart
the time has come at last, i see
i've got to let it go
chop it up for fertilizer
to help the good stuff grow
a weight has suddenly shifted
as the times i try to erase
turn into drops of salt water
trailing down my face
it's such an odd sensation
to wipe away the years
not knowing if it's loss or relief
lingering in my tears
©1999 Kim Shaver
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