Organization
my goal. Utter chaos my
sad reality.
Unachievable
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Organization
my goal. Utter chaos my
sad reality.
Organization
my goal. Utter chaos my
sad reality.
This is the dance in
side my head. No two left feet.
Only thoughts, spinning.
Argued over what
candy to buy. She wanted
KitKats. Blow Pops won.
Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.
Ben liked the armoire
worth $12,000 I
paid a fraction for.
Turn the clocks back next
week? I could use that extra
hour of sleep right now…
Decorations for
Halloween still not up. Life
seems scary enough.
Suddenly it’s too
chilly to wear a tshirt.
Autumn’s in the house.
Where would CNN
be if breaking news ceased,
nothing to report?
Back east, the skies are
clearing, blue unending. Cool
dampness. Leaves changing.