The house is clean
Ready for sale – it’s listed
ready for showing
I move about the rooms
not wanting to make a mess
thinking about the next phase
of moving yet more things out of my life
this down-sizing – I look at the tidbits of my life
and think who would be interested in that?
I think of people coming in after I die
and tasked with the job of cleaning out my house
shaking their heads
“Why on earth did she buy three sheep skulls?”
She had this great idea of covering them with turquoise and coral chip stones
and adding feathers and leather strips to honor her ancestors
and that idea took over her life for about two weeks – visions kept changing
less stones, more feathers – beads of all colors
and then another artistic vision took its place
and the skulls are wrapped securely in a box.
I packed them in California to take to New Mexico
I packed them in New Mexico to take to Georgia.
I bet those people will toss them in a big dumpster
with not a thought of a vision of what they could become.
And it will all be gone.
maybe I’d better get off my butt and work on some skulls.