Take Anything

Take anything
take my weak eyes
take the seashells I brought home, memories of a sister
take my hands, the authors of mediocre work
my sketchbook, my book of poetry
take my pictures and their frames,
take slow motion out of me, take tea
take my waterproof shoes. My umbrella
Here are my passwords to everything,
have my pens, my open letters
gold and music,
my heart.

But my books,
please leave my books where they are
take anything but them-
my soul escape.