It’s time to get these skeletons out of the closet
bone-by-bone
thrown on the floor
like a child having a tantrum

They have been kept inside for too long
it’s time to air the dirty laundry
don’t stand in my path
or you could suffer my wrath

Closets are dark
with good reason
it’s a place to hide
and a place for things to be hidden

Mine has a musty odour
I think it’s time to close the door.