Fiasco’s do not fade
Growing out of the messy stage…..didn’t happen
I now settle for simple realism and the bursting of hopeful bubbles
It’s a different kind of release
lowering a standard to achieve simple results
others climb mountains of laundry that I never attempt to ascend
My wins lie elsewhere
I now accept my great achievements and my losses
My mountains lie in the simple and mundane
others condescend them
But I must gird myself with courage to climb them
How reader do you make it so simple?
Pressed linens and dusted shelves
I inhale that loveliness!
But I descend into the chasms of my own mind
For they are deep
I see my own chaos
and my shame
I understand that my creations need room
so I climb you wretched mountain of laundry ….I detest how boring you are.
so that my creation is supported by the loveliness of space
clean space that can be filled with genius
send me oh angels and dieties
the angel of cleanliness and a lover who loves laundry and the mundane chores!
For I raise the flag of defeat
There is no trad wife here
rather send me a trad man
so I can brave my own creative genius.
