The Collector
I’m a trash-amasser,
Trash-compactor,
Collector, inspector,
Garbage harasser
Digging my way
Through your unwanted disasters
I’ll gladly take you home.
Paper, shaped plastic
Photos fantastic
Boxing and tags
Newspapers, classics
Magazine women, designs and, oh!
You’re abandoned?
I’ll gladly take you home.
You’re textured, you’re bright
Patterned and blithe
Inspiring and ripped
Stained, unrefined
You know I’ll love you
Your troubles are mine
I’ll gladly take you home.
Knick-knacks and fabric
Second-hand maverick
Stowing, stuffing,
Cramming and jamming
Pack rat and hero,
Junk-stricken and maddening
I’ll gladly take you home.
Passé and misused
I’ll dust off the abuse
The unfit, the ugly
The undeniably crude
You’ll be beautiful, I promise
I’ll improve and renew
I’ll gladly take you home.
We’re in this together,
Each day, the collector
Sifting, re-gifting
Recycling her matter
Scissors and fingers
Transform, make it better
I’ll gladly make you better.
So much it won’t fit
This collection of bits
Relishing, attaching
Feelings to irrelevance
Don’t know when I’ll need you
But you’ll always need me
I’m glad I took you home.


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you my dear, are a gem. >>thanks for the sweet comment about my pics. i was quite flattered being as i think your an amazingly talented photographer and uber dig your photo style.>>love.