sitting here enveloped

in this mess i made

looking for a cure for my body aches

my bath is waiting

so i can soak  it up

living the life of leisure

writing poetry

so i can see

the mess i made

before i go

on to the next mess

until my messes are

cleaned up

and there’s nothing left to mess

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