The Daily Prompt states: Is there “junk” in your life? What kind? How do you get rid of it?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us JUNK.
Much clutter surrounds me.
I make paths throughout the house,
just to get to my couch.
I hoard junk.
Empty boxes, newspapers with no news,
All stuff I could easily throw away.
The real clutter comes from others.
Negativity, ignorance, gossip.
None serves a true purpose.
The physical junk pales in comparison to the emotional.
If I can only escape, I could fill a dumpster with gossip.
Fill the empty boxes with negativity and simply recycle,
into inner peace.
Write happy headlines on the old newspapers,
tell the world I no longer accept the ignorant,
but the happy truth.