Is Everything the Same?

I prefer to destroy objects when I throw them away

It's a tendency I developed in childhood.

We had a large red haybarn where I stored boxes of past

So very few things were every actually trash

 

The small bit that did make it out gave incredible anxiety

Little scraps of paper, a worn sock

Heaven forbid - I may need these again in future!

 

I developed my insurance policy to protect me psychologically

Destroy these objects before they leave my sphere

for fear they may ever be found and used again without my blessing

Destroy them.

 

I prefer a woman who is tidy and can take good care of me

It also helps if her family is wealthy.

That bit is a luxury,

but hasn't proved necessary.

 

I manage to keep her nervous

always on the edge, thinking

There is another woman

Get her to prove that she deserves this.

 

It keeps me fairly keen, too

I mean it's a fair amount of work to do

just to manage someone who isn't right for you

there will always be some tinkering

a background of uncertainty where subtle attempts at decency stand out in high contrast.

 

I prefer to destroy objects before I cast them aside completely

I find it easier to accept 'The End' when I feel they have been rendered useless

or too far gone into disrepair for any self respecting creature to consider

 

Reduced to base material

fit, maybe, for a junkheap rag & bone man