The Box and the Beast in the Basement

I have been putting off

the basement purge

for far too long.

Nine years, to be exact.

After the box anxiety attack

last weekend

I thought about putting it off

forever.

But today

I took a deep breath

and waded in.

The basement monsters

we’re not as scary

as the (expletive) box

that received more gifts of

my Love’s personal effects

today.

I made plans for the

contents of the

(expletive)

anxiety-provoking

box.

Now it doesn’t seem so

frightening.

The beasts in the basement

are clearing as well.

The purge has

finally started.

I

will

sleep

peacefully

tonight.