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Pack Unpack

Pack, unpack, and pack again
"How many times have you done this?"
More than I can count on my hands.

Through the window, I see a cat.
It jumps from Dumpster to Dumpster.
It owns nothing; no need for movers or a "For Sale" ad.
Its kittens - it carries with its mouth, to where it's safe...
And look at the birds; they don't even move their nestlings,
Just set them in a makeshift nest, until they can fly...
Not I

Pack, unpack, and pack again
I keep getting better at this, my hands move like a machine,
Wrapping breakables in newspapers and embroidered linens.
When I unwrap them again, what year will it be?
Will the ink have stained the cloth ... will I care?
Will I take a moment to read about today?
What would have changed?

Pack, unpack, and pack again
I put things away that I have not used in years
Things I never used, thing I forgot I had,
Things that are not even mine ...
Inherited from my mother or father,
From the golden days of the family house,
When they entertained gu…