messy room

a cluttered room halfway through the cleaning process

heater up too high to combat the feeling of cold you get from looking outside

clothes strewn everywhere and books crowding every shelf

poetry magazines stacked high and a volume of Shakespeare opened to Cleopatra's death

Poe is atop a stack of half-forgotten sketchbooks

scripts, from theatre, Broadway and movies are in a tilted mountain which will no doubt erupt the moment I leave the room

without a dressed all my clothes are stuffed in shoe boxes and stacked around the room

nothing here is permanent except the royal purple of the walls and ceiling

a spiderweb of Christmas lights illuminate the premises and I am content surrounded by my life