1386 – Living in Filth

Living in Filth
I can’t throw any of this stuff away: it may be valuable someday!

My Filthy House

This whole filthy place is a total disgrace.
My house is an absolute mess.
Each corner and door, every window and floor:
disgusting, I sadly confess.

I cannot recall if I’ve tidied at all
At least for a couple of years.
I don’t like to think I’m the source of the stink,
the spatters, the smudges, the smears.

But really, it’s true, for the glop and the goo:
I know, I alone am to blame.
But sometimes I dread if I cleaned it instead,
My home wouldn’t feel quite the same.

I add with a smile to each hideous pile.
I can’t ever clean it, I guess.
I’ll never be free of this dreadful debris.
I’m happier here in my mess.

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Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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