The Tenant (Na Ncube)

There is no room for you

in my heart. The only tenant

who ever lived there left

some luggage behind.

I didn’t evict him. He

simply left without a word.

I keep hoping he will come

back and collect the luggage

or at least arrange for disposal

clean out the place, throw out

old memories.

I could possibly live with

the marks on the wall. Some

are completely indelible

some I even like

But you see I am afraid

if it all goes, what will I do

with all that empty space?

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One Response

  1. You’ve made the choice then

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