As one thing gets picked up off of the floor
another one falls down to take tis place.
You hang up those pants sitting near the door,
but drop some books into the empty space.
This is the cleaning equilibrium;
you can clean all day but a mess remains.
It can be such an awful conundrum
to slave over a project with no gains.
It can be so easy to just give up,
and resign to living within a mess.
You're sealed in by a wall of old, used cups,
and start regretting what you can't address.
At last you decide to input action,
and this alone will shift the reaction.
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