When you need to get stuff done.
Really need to hang the washing up
And soak the melancholic mugs and cups,
And wipe the lethargic worktop dust,
And wash-up the tired hang-ups
And hang-up the washed-up fuck-ups,
And also sweep the floor,
And find more space for open doors,
And scrub the handles,
As well as re-adjust the angles,
And clip-back the brambles from the murky windows,
Need to check my schedule also,
And make a timetable for all those unsent emails,
And wipe my cloudy spectacles from the self-debacles,
And change the covers and have a battle
With the duvet and self-doubting towels,
And pair the socks and shout out loud,
But also need to cook the tea
And defrost the meat and watch what I eat,
And soak my weakened knees,
And take a break, and make a cake,
And bake mistakes,
And beat the eggs with love, not hate.
And what was it?
Oh yeah, find a pen.