An infectious order of things

A charming, well kept home

Absolutely meticulous

Not a spot of

dust

 

Rigerously sprayed

Painted

Re-painted

The air replaced

By cleaning products

 

No pests

Nor pesky flies

Their corpses

Suspended on window stickers

A graveyard of insects

 

Bacteria struggles to make a living here

They must emigrate

To find lukewarm pastures

 

No children

To screw with the

Order

Of neatly folded up clothes

Or properly propped up cushions

 

No partner

To add chaos

To a chaos controlled and monitored house

Love is too messy

 

Everything is pristine

Everything is in order

Perfect

 

 

 

 

 

Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 22 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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