Shedding

Stepped away from his desk
His job?  It was through.
Reached his hand to his collar
Knew just what to do.
Gave a tug at his tie
From his neck slipped it loose.
Tossed it into the trash
No more need for that noose.

Before he stepped onto
The subway, the train,
A crazy idea had just
Entered his brain.
He’d always thought suit coats
Were heavy and brash,
So with no looking back
He threw his in the trash.

While on the walk home
On a route that he knew
On a sparsely housed lane
With residents few.
He made a quick gesture
Decisive and curt
To peel off and toss aside
His Oxford-cloth shirt.

Though his job was already
Sorta buried and dead
He wasn’t quite home yet
He had more to shed.
Having left far behind him
The stress, the hard knocks,
He took off and threw far
His shoes and his socks.

He walked for a while
In this odd partial state
Demeanor uplifted
His attitude: great!
Then frankly he realized
That now was his chance
He slipped off and flung away
His tailored dark pants.

He’d forgotten how good
His life could be feeling
Getting rid of his burdens
Was pleasant, appealing.
There wasn’t much left
To himself he confessed
So with a flick of his wrist
He took off the rest.

He tossed his sleek undies
As far as he could
Completely at peace he felt
Happiness, Good.
And continued his walk
Maybe ten minutes more
’till soon, ‘fore he knew it
Stood right at his door.

He relished the breeze
This was mighty cool livin’
Wearing nothing but what
The Creator had given.
He took one more minute
Then opened his door
Stepped into his house
Exposed no more.

He knew that his burdens
Were bigger than clothes
Though shedding them helped,
As far as that goes.
He’d now take to writing
A book was his goal
‘Stead of stripping his body
He’d just bare his soul.

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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