to sit before computer screen type words into lines into paragraphs into chapters wonder
at life in my head as focus shifts eyes clear to the room around me
but
I must seal gutters water gardens prune roses stake beans weed raspberry beds sweep dead grass from walkways
husband may someday see this small act and realize that to fully finish this job would be satisfaction
but
until then sweep dead grass
there is no time when the birds call at 4am and windows open for resistance to air conditioning close soon and sun tints treetops for a blistering reminder that the world i build in love and desire demand this
need of me