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Poetry: spring cleaning

spring playlist

 

have you ever done

spring cleaning?

emptied your closet and

dusted the house,

sighing as you plug the vacuum

into yet another room because

mother refuses to admit that

spring has sprung until

YOU spring out of bed and

take a sponge to the windows,

overlooking what is

really spring.

 

I wonder if i

could spring clean

my memories.

 

take a duster to the 

shelves of my

heart / mind / spirit,

plug up the leaks in my

skin.

 

yes, it is springtime, but,

my head is a cramped

attic of stifled summer

heartbreak,

 

a cobwebbed cabin 

snowed in by winter

loneliness

 

even autumn has been tainted.

 

I used to love

autumn.

 

the birds chirp outside my foggy window.

it doesn’t matter/

 

the smell of all these

synthetic lemons

is making me 

sick.

 

bees buzz, and

the azaleas attempt to

bloom.

-I wish they would just 

quit.

they do this every

year-

it never works.

 

I do this every year.

it never works.

 

the resilience of nature

taunts me,

 

maybe I am from

some alternate universe,

one where ghosts cling like 

wet t-shirts and

sticky saran wrap,

cementing into your psyche until

the april showers don’t matter

because you can’t even 

hear them over

the rumbling of

regret.

 

I CAN’T HEAR ANYTHING
ANYMORE.

 

I left the beach

years ago, only

to leave me drowning

in whatever ocean

feels like swallowing me

next,

 

SPIT ME OUT

I want to tell

the world,

 

vacate the

air that i

am trying so hard to

breathe.

 

but even if

I clear the air

this year,

spring will come

around again, and

the past will reinvent itself on

new shelves, stowing its contorted body

in the vulnerable corners of 

my mind-

 

an unceasing echo

burning the truth into my 

heart

as if I am livestock

branded for

slaughter-

 

singing springtime’s

bittersweet harmonies

into my melancholy

ears.

 

For more poetry, visit Poetry: Nurture and Nourish

 

marin poleshek

hi! my name is marin, and i am a rising senior at homewood high school. i love to read, write, run, bake, and hike. my favorite color is forest green, and i am currently obsessed with kombucha and ranch fries:)

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