disembark

breaking down the pieces of me,

my life

here, in this place,

ready to disembark,

over there, in that place.

all the things i have, i own, that i have acquired,

sit around me.

some memories spring to mind;

most are buried, passed on, or i recall with a quick smile,

or recoil

with downturned mouth.

i want to give it all away, just move,

move on, away,

pieces and features and furnitures,

laden and heavy with time,

and all the space they fill.

i yearn to be free of the things

to open my arms out wide

and embrace with a smile

all that will follow.