Maintenance

*Maintenance*

I’ve got to do some inside Maintenance, before
I can even consider having company.

I’ve got way too much junk in here, and although I could use some company, I’m dreading the ringing of the doorbell, because
I am far from ready to
Let anyone in.
Fortunately, I’m not expecting anyone.
Unfortunately.

That gives me all the more time to clean up and get to work
On the rebuild.

You can’t expect someone else to clean up your own mess.

I’ve got to do some
inside Maintenance,
Before I can even think about having some company.

I must roll up my sleeves and begin to seal the cracks that go beyond my surface,
And repair the flood of thoughts that clog my future.
I’m drained—
and in desperate need of indoor plumbing.
My soul leaks and everything is so damn drab and bland.

It’s way past time to get to work.

And when remodeling is complete and that doorbell sounds…
I will gleefully let you inside—
And we can begin building a
Happy home.

From Art of Mind III: The Evolution of a Trilogy
Copyright © 2013 Clyde Aidoo

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