Tinkering Folding Keeping Scattering

tinkering
it is something that you like
to know what really is there
inside the complications of things

folding
how can you spend so much time
folding clothes
that you never used

and keeping them
again in that closet
that you seldom open
like a party that you tender only once in a year

and scattering
what is it this time that you want to do?
what is it that must take you back
something to do
a reason to live after another tinkering
that have caused you
sorrow

fold them back and keep them
they are useless
and there is a need for you to be open again
breathe some hidden perfume
inside the cabinet of old clothes

come back and tell me
what did you see there?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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