Pack Rat

Pack Rat

A Poem by Arthur Rider
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thoughts on being a pack rat

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Why am I a pack rat?
Why do I have this obsession?
Is there something I should say?
Something worth confession?


I want to store everything.
All that I can see,
I want to keep with me.


It doesn’t matter what
A paper clip, a letter.
I keep it, I feel better.


I have thousands of boxes
I’ve forgotten what is there.
Throw it away? I can’t bear!


I may discard the junk. “One day!” I say,
“It’ll be that way!”


Why am I a pack rat?
I give up.
I think I’ll go pack.

© 2012 Arthur Rider


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Arthur Rider
Arthur Rider

College Station, TX



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