• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 07

Simplify, Simplify

“Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify, simplify!”
- Henry David Thoreau

Unhung paintings, driftwood, rescued chairs,
broken accumulations masquerading as life;
oddly treasured rags beyond all sense
of purpose or fashion. There are no
stoic wardrobes here; no clinical drawers.

The memories add volume: attached scenes
outside of any photograph. Yet perhaps
the act of living becomes lost underneath
the splutter and clutter of such amassment
where the years are heavy and space, so fine.

No need to move house: just be able to move
to dance in each room with lungs of light,
abandonment filling your chests. Breathe
and feel the security in knowing
that happiness is found outside of objects.