Voodoo Child v. 16: it doesn't have to be eternal to be immortal.

Things have to go

Into their proper places

Moving from one box to another

From one bin to the final bin

It's hard to say goodbye to objects I've gathered

And picked up along the way

I've found myself saying goodbye

In little ways to things from the past

To things from the present

Things I've held onto for too long

For no particular reason

Covered in dust

And moth carcasses

It's time to make room for new things

New people...new life, I guess

So goodbye old stuff

It's been nice knowing you.

VDC