Dirty Laundry

Dirty laundry scatters the floor of my apartment.

The past is present everywhere I shed my skin.

I am molding and ransforming. Each day born anew.

That damn dirty laundry stirs memories.

Every article takes me back. Again I can see

The good, the bad, and the growth, but my only thought

Is it's time to clean the dirty clothes in my apartment.