Alonespace

I am hoping to move in early April. Somewhere in the area, close enough so my family and friends will visit me, into a one-bedroom apartment. After so many years of sharing my space, I need to have 'alonespace'. The difficulty comes in determining what exactly I will need to buy, what I will be receiving from the 'rents (who need to condense two houses into one), and what I can do about the several months-long gap we have planned between when I move and when the rents move. It makes as little sense for me to buy new things as it does for them to give me the items they need from NY and bring the CT replacements to NY and use those...etc., etc.
These items will include:
Dining Room Table and Chairs (parents have a back-up I can use, either permanently or for a few months).
Cookware and Corningware (No idea what to do about this).
Tableware and Flatware (see above).
And so on.

I'm not complaining; I would love to receive secondhand stuff, whenever it comes to me. I just think it's amusing the predicament I will soon find myself in.

Timely Soundtrack: "Susie Q" by CCR.
Quote Trapped in My Head: "Annoyed."
What I Learned Today: My target savings goal.

Gallows Love

Before the last line is written
the final stanza spoken
ended in due rhyme
There are thoughts
to be churned
wishes to attend
regrets to hurl to the wind
a heart to rend
and one dash of time
however its meter-measure

Drumbeat-driven march
bogged down with mud-thoughts
pictures and mementos
fresh-starched and sharp
left with nothing but hope
allow me to presume
I am dead from the nerves in
aorta pushing ice
through reluctant arteries
reins held tight on veins

Slipping out a choke-gasp
head and heart
held in iron grasp.
This swallower death
is neither cold, nor still;
it is awake, vivid, hot
like the angriest of tears
shed for no reason
kept close to the breast
to shatter one's chest

Diminishing the fight
takes second-hours
moment-years
the world is braided tight
knotted around each joint
sweeping it under the ashes
under shallow breaths
the loss of everything dear
the cloudier the vision
the more this death

runs bloody clear.
~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~