Pickles

& after awhile, you mostly get fed up
Accommodating surprise!
Why should you? Why should I?
Sandpaper, take note, young man,
Is The Lord’s very answer to sharp corners
And what that won’t cure? Out!

Once you’ve understood & made clear
Your intentions / instructions
Where everything definitely goes,
Which jar, which shelf, which cabinet,
Fitted every wrench & screwdriver A, B, & C
To its exact right spot on your pegboard…

There’s no need, no need!
Just leave it!
Christ!

Now you’ve hammered and caulked
& checked twice on twice every seam
So nothing’s getting in or out,
Then you get to sit back & nod
With approval because, rule of thumb?
Old people do not travel.

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