once upon a midnight dreary

baggage

When I open all my extra baggage

I find that the cases are empty.

Sure I can tell what used to

be there, little scraps of this

and little scraps of that

bits of yarn from long ago,

emotional crumbs

from long gone cookies, used gum.

Things that really don't matter.

Things that disappeared

faster than they ever arrived.

I was certain that my cases

were full of extra items,

items that I needed to sort through

memories that I wanted to cherish

and decide their fate but I am wrong.

The only thing left for me to do

is get rid of the baggage itself.

The only extra baggage I have

are the bags themselves,

empty save for the

odd useless tidbit.

cg3[2002-2008]