Monday, April 19, 2010

[Poem#1] A Poem to Help You Clean Out Your Desk

(for J, C, J, D, & J)

It's a word that means you move
the lamp you love from the coffee
table to the mantle, then switch

the sofa around so it faces the fireplace,
not the sliding glass door.
Or it means moving your spice rack

from the third shelf of the pantry
to the second, so it can be eye
level, or the tool box from the corner

behind the lawn mower to right next
to the shoe rack, so you can pound
in nails with a hammer, not a tennis shoe.

It shouldn't mean that couch crushing
you against the taupe wall, the spices
making your stomach sick, the hammer

pounding in your head, while the man
with dull eyes seated across from you
tells you he's sorry, but they're
reorganizing.

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