Subject:  deconstruction
Date:  1998/12/09

Dismantling my life is no big trick;
Like demolishing a building, the same sensation
Beam by beam and brick by brick
Stripped down to just the bare foundation.
Pictures and love notes, old resumes
From jobs that I didn't get;  letters of praise
From jobs I did well.  Notebooks from college
And grad school, stuffed with minutiae of knowledge
That never quite got all the way through my skull.
Ticket stubs saved from the concerts I've seen,
The journal I wrote in at age seventeen,
I pile them around me,  I sort and I cull.
Most are discarded;  but upon the few
Things I save, I will build my life's tower anew.