Today, I cleaned my apartment;
Boxes of books shipped from my past address long ago
found places on already crowded shelves,
and dust that’d hibernated
like wintery bears,
I evicted from cave-like corners.
The papers I’d meant to file
the year before
now all neatly away.
And with my feet on the coffee table I looked around
appreciating my newly steril surroundings
and then realized--
It’d been the mess with which I’d kept such good company.