The Wire Hanger

The Wire Hanger

Hang your many garments on me,
Use me to relieve yourself of the burdens of life.
Too many articles of clothing can wear you down,
Destroy your erect posture in life,
Cause you pain
and suffering for many years to come.

Hang your tattered coat
Your holey sweater,
Your old favorite shirt or
That new exciting piece of lingerie
on me, i will be sure to keep it....

Just let gravity take its toll;
Naturally straighten out the wrinkles
of confusion
of pain
of troubles
until you are ready to wear it again...
or just maybe leave it there...
allow the metal to slowly eat away at the support of
your confusion
your pain
your troubles
until that garment
falls
to the ground
denatured;
ready for pickup
and to be discarded,
because it's no longer needed,
no longer necessary
no longer wanted.

Until then, hang your expensive coat,
your Cashmere sweater,
that shirt you hated,
or that gaudy piece of lingerie your ex liked
on me, and i will be sure to keep it.