Two Suitcases

what moving feels like 

The boxes are nearly all packed
My life once again
Reduced to
Two suitcases
(Just about...)

The shelves and rooms
Seem bare

The space I have called
Home
For the past twelve months
Will soon be
Another place
I once lived
An address to remember
When I fill out forms

Right now it's hard to imagine
Sitting in my room
Staring at it all
Right now
It all seems quite real

And in the morning
Time to say
Goodbye, little flat
Goodbye, kitchen table!
Goodbye, stove!
Goodbye, fireplace!
Goodbye, bathroom!
Goodbye, window seat!
Goodbye, view!
Goodbye, room!

Close the door
And turn the key.