So many things which need places ...

When you don't use them - it erases

All the ideas you have about neatness

As ignored places become your weakness



... It is a curse plaguing so many of us ...

But it bothers us more, only if we fuss

And then it becomes non-proportional

To the real clutter that's distortional



For this exists fully in our minds ...

(A turn of a gear can make us blind)

And then the clutter irking us so ...

Becomes scattered amongst the throws 

 

- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

11:45am Sunday, Nov. 29th, 1998