1.2.18 | 2/30

2/30 - National Poetry Month, 30/30 Challenge
It's not National Poetry Month, nor does January have 30 days, but it's worth a shot.
Thank you to my inspiration for this.

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what you make room for

My heart is a mansion with endless rooms, filled with the left-behinds of previous residents and my own personal knick-knacks.
There are boxes upon boxes of belongings on finished hardwood floors,
there are bookshelves containing every string of sentence ever to inspire me.
There are too many guest rooms being partially occupied.
I should start charging rent.
There are tea kettles filled to the brim with lukewarm love,
and too many cold hearts with the inability of being warmed up.
I hang up a new calendar,
new year, new year, new year.
The years keep coming and they never stop,
until one day you hang up a calendar
not knowing that it will be the last year
you live to see...
that is if you're really living at all.
So I spring clean in the depth of winter,
out with the cardboard boxes,
out with the things that I do not love anymore,
out with the things that do not love me anymore.
I pour myself hot tea and leave room for everything I want
this year--
love, acceptance, forgiveness, happiness, positivity.
There's so much to leave room for
when you're done with whatever is taking up too much space.
I don't have time for lukewarm love anymore,
not if I want to start living.