storming out, I packed

carefully even so…

cranking that Top 40

platinum disc:

Heart Song

to box, bag, tag, and mark by–

snapping fingers to replace skipped beats

storing a LOT

in public storage

making up words I didn’t know

stashing too many suitcases

under eyes

a harried-go-round

tempo•rare as twice in a lifetime,

&

the rest I carried on…

 

prompt: suitcase