Re:moving

I’m shifting the furniture of my mind,

breaking the bed that offers no respite,

getting rid of the mouldy couch the god sleeps on,

I’m throwing the tellie that’s stuck on reruns.

 

&  tonight, when the neighbours are within themselves,

I’ll set fire to all the dusty bookshelves.

 

Soon I’ll be left with just

white walls & bleached tiles.

            Like a vacant womb, a tabula rasa.

 


First published as Removal in Windmills, Issue 8, November 2011

Author: Mark William Jackson

Mark William Jackson's work has appeared in various print and online journals, including Best Australian Poems 2011, Going Down Swinging, Cordite, Popshot (UK), Rabbit, Page Seventeen, SpeedPoets and The Diamond & the Thief. Mark's debut poetry collection "The Frequency of God" is available now through all major outlets, see https://markwmjackson.com/the-frequency-of-god-is-now-available/ for details.

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