* bad housekeeping +
This room this bed this furniture
My thoughts all in disarray
Domestically incompetent
I do not cook or windows clean
Every surface cluttered
Such disorganisation or worse
Everything I should love is lost
My heart has been misplaced
The feelings in their places
Have all been $oved around
Can no longer trust myself
To move without a sound
I trip and fall and blunder
Across landscape of my life
All is in disorder
Suffering mental strife
Maybe tomorrow will find me
More willing to tidy up
For now I live half heartedly
Surrounded by the used empty coffee cups
Of what I did or should have
All this confusing domestic clutter
The signs of my distress.
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