three PODS

All of what I have

have done

and what I am

is now crammed

into a trio of containers

three polymer PODS

loaded front to back

essentials stacked up first

optionals tossed in last

a Jenga jungle of crap

that tips the tonnage

to an unholy rate

we can't support

my life's cubic volume

carries too much weight

and must be cut down

my legacy sacrificed

to the dumpster gods.

Dec. 6, 2020

*poetry by Elisabeth Cooper