Hoarder

Translucent
Exoskeleton
Brown tint

Crawling out
From the pipes  
Of the kitchen
Sink

Stovetop grease
Still clung to
Dirty dishes

Filthy
Hoarder house
Crammed packed
With broken
Wishes

Trash in piles
Lying scattered
On the floor

Heaps dead as
Dreams, dead
As childhood
Toys of yore

Memories stuffed
In boxes stacked
High along the
Wall

Teaming to
The brim with
Reflections of
Sorrow

Roaches swarm
Therein a mind
That can’t
Let go.