my poetry;
cleaning tidying organizing streamlining decorating fluffing and comforting my den, my castle, my haven;
sleep;
rest (while awake);
my to do list is a
a jumble of rice
falling off a plate
trembling atop a rolling ball.

instead of asking others “please don’t ask any more from me,”
I will ask my mouth to protect my time.
(Ready?)
“I can’t right now, sorry.”