Walls

I move memories

To a different wall

Where the light is dim

And the colors will fade

Without staining my soul

I hang utility

Handy tools

To keep me busy

While I create new stuff

To displace the old

I nail Time

But it smiles back

Controls my existence

From its enclosure

Mocking my freedom

I stare at the clothes

On wire hangers

And remember how good

I looked in those

During my lifetime