Moving Boxes

Unpacked boxes are not being listened to or heard

The cardboard with the markers printed and crossed out

Lined through histories of what was in removed and repackaged

The board games and glassware fragile

Loaded and unloaded until the frailty is no longer prioritized

If it breaks this time so be it

The hurricanes of photograph albums to foreign states

For rental homes and asphalt quality time

Placement fees and hauling back and seeing another storage facility

The ramps of this vehicle and multi-trips of I am here as an intransigent

The impermanence is a footnote with initials like why sign a whole name

Pad lock keys on the ring for a location number in a hall of roll up doors

That appear exactly the same independent of the city but the same flotsam

Hibernates in a petri dish of bacterium behind the raise

In a sofa breeding microscopic itch pinchers in the fabric

So that when finally unpacked a man still cannot sit

The gasoline to have temporary stay in a father-in-law’s domain

Where every motion to relax is measured with who is watching

Because there are boxes here and there and not yet able to be sliced

With a razor blade across the tape without the expectation of reapplication

The step-to-it porch and out to the rental

Boomerang into another mortgage

Signed for nine U-Haul trucks in nine years

Like a crack dealer good riddance

She wonders why I cannot function with boxes in the living room

I sent her away and loaded the cardboard into her car

Regretting the tale for another man to help her move

Praying maybe I will get the boxes back