On Having Too Many Books, Trinkets, Etc.

Please excuse my wordiness – 

                     circular reasoning, 

proclivity to repeat myself: 

                    Because

it does feel like a kind of fate, 

                    stumbling across words that break

through what you thought was the final 

                    definition of your experience. 

And if you are tired of my words,

                    imagine the strain of my fingers

holding on to my precious thoughts. 

                   What is weighing you down? 

You never say and I cannot tell 

                   from your economy assertions –