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I tried to write a serious poem about the struggles of daily life. I failed.

A Tidy Life

Mamo__a__story_of_geraldine_plunkett_dillon_by_isolde_obrolchain_carmodyby Isolde ÓBrolcháin Carmody02 Apr 2019

Of course, I want to live a tidy life
With all those documents correctly filed
That save us – and our governments – from strife;
And not always to thrash through drifted piles
Of paperwork, of laundry [or] of dishes,
That only shrink to grow more avid still,
Their passive presence squatting there, malicious,
Mocking good intentions: Then they spill,
Occluding every surface, floor and seat;
So daily life must stall its wanton pace
And reboot the machinery of neat,
Returning each to its appointed place:
One instant, just, this state of grace obtains
‘Til time and motion shake it loose again.