It is what it is

I did not fold my laundry

The piles of papers still needed sorting out

I cleaned kitchen dining room and living room

My room still messy same with basement floor too

I worked full time and paid my bills

I cooked did grocery shopping

I did household laundry

Ecclesiasticus chapter twenty six still haunting

I can't turn to butterfly soon

I have to be a cocoon for some more time

It is what it is that is the naked truth

Honesty some times makes you a free soul

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, even if it is simply honesty with self.
Fly away, poet!
you have earned your wings.

j.