Sculpting

Like the sculptor
finding the form
carving away anything extra —
I am chipping away at my excess assets
to find my home

I chisel away at the buildup of belongings
unclogging my passageways
to let them breathe

I whittle down the waste
trimming the waistline
of my dwelling

I envision the future
forsee what will be necessary
and what won’t be needed

I situate my chisel
pound the end with my hammer
and faction off the excess

leaving the lodge lighter
and ready
for life

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