A short Morning poem


Morning. Hope you are all doing ok. Found this little poem in a word document. Getting dressed for a day of doing nothing. Please, if you do enjoy my poetry head over to my Patreon, where you can find lots of my other poems. Thanks for reading. What are your plans for today? 

black and pink plastic clothes hangers
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hangers click, handless sleeves reach out
as i pull from the depths of my wardrobe
a shirt –
tangled, attached
a black belt –

A Spring Clean.

clothes rack
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My partner and I do not have a great deal of space in our flat, so when I decided to spend the long weekend clearing up I realised how many clothes I have. Now I do admit there are certain things I collect, that I keep because I am particularly fond of them and cannot let go of them. Like mementos from holidays, books and, as it turns out, clothes. I have clothes still that I wore when I was sixteen. I am now twenty-three. I can no longer eat the amounts of crap I did at sixteen because it becomes noticeable now (eek) I have clothes I brought because I liked them, and there was not my size available, but I thought I’ll buy a smaller size, and try to lose weight. I have had a massive head’s gone in the last few months in that why on earth am I buying clothes that do not fit, will never fit, and do not make me feel good? Why? I don’t know. I’m simply collecting clothes, for NO REASON. No wonder I have no space! Madness is truly doing the same thing over and getting the same result.

Do you know the best sites I can sell clothes on? Or have any other ideas of where I can get rid of some of my clothes?

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