Closet

We have our own closet. Maybe that doesn’t impress 
you,
but if pressed, I’d be willing to share

a hanger. I should go through these clothes,

make a pile of shirts I never wear anymore

— what an effort. Aren’t closets to hide messes anyway?

Mine declared its ultimatum in carefully arranged polos

demanding closure. I’ve never been one to leave

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