Rat Baby - Crying

Living in the same boxes of hand-me-downs

Is getting old, plus you’re chubbier now

Little girl, learn to throw some things away

Learn to make new space

Shuffling years of catharsis and Spanish notes

Library fines, and each letter Dad wrote

Where’s the formula for separating waste

From what can remain?

I’m forgetting everything, slowly

Don’t tell me I’m the only one who can’t

Remember high school lunch

And if this is the pace at which I’m going

What’ll be left of me when I’m 51?