I am going to my room and

I Am Going To My Room
And Look At Things That I Do Not Need
That One This One
I Do Not Need This And That And That And That
And The Choice
Has Become A Long List
Of Attachments And Storages
They All Have Become One Big Garbage
And My World Has Become
Nothing But A Garage
And The Mezzanine Floor
And The Basement
There Is No More That Nice Feeling Of The Living Room
And The Music
Room And The Sounds Of Little Birds Chirping
At The Veranda
And The Open Windows
Today I Have Decided To Give Them All Away