i have a feeling, and dream of life unfilled with stuff
here’s what you can do to relieve pressure –but i bluff.
remove the waste in the refrigerator
remove the waste in the incinerator –of your body.
everyone wants to reduce the carbon footprint
everyone has learned from news media –and some schtick.
never mind a buildup of cardboard & paper in the halls
never mind a buildup of slimey foodstuffs on vascular walls.
when i feel stuck in a dream of nightmare food
the kind that mushes you with lust and freezes the good
i clean the house by dusting, lemon wipes, and scenting air
i clean the body with the mind –it’s all i’ve got, there is no spare.
Sonnet Saturday copyright (c) 2016 Niamo Nancy Muid
