one hundred-two.

trash away.

it's only right to delete and omit and erase
all the things we consider to trash our lives.

it's only right to cut out and crumble and throw out
all the things that hold our hands while holding us back.

pulling us away from what's Right
pulling us to sleep, longer at night.

demanded me to remove your words from my property, i did.

now i understand why - because it was trash when you sent it.

trash, just. like. you.

but now,

i smile.