My Other Coat

I left my former life in my other coat pocket, in my other wardrobe, in another world this morning.

My other pocket holds my life, an elastic band that wrapped your letters
to me, a rusty steel washer and Orange peel.

My other coat smelt of the ashes of your letters so I let it hang unwashed.
The rusty steel washer held your favourite seat together.

I peeled the Orange, put the peel in my coat pocket while I watched the flames lick around the perfumed words in your letters.

Now I wear a different coat

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