POEM - Non-Zero

There are fingerprints staining every window

There are new doors, yet to be hung

The sunshade’s still put away from last winter

The closets are full of junk to be considered

  

There is old art hanging in the breakfast nook

There is an un-played game to be found in the sunroom

The posters in our den need a serious refresh

The sauce packet drawer is all wrong

  

There are monsters growing under

the kids’ uncomfortable beds

There are dead trees, and live weeds

almost everywhere one looks

The garage still takes ...