I’ve started to clear

the so-what stench
of sweat-soiled shirts
from my bedroom floor

the I-don’t-care crust
from dirty dishes piled
in my kitchen sink

the what’s-the-point stance
from seedy-wild weeds
of my unwatered lawn

I’m replacing my thoughts with

scouring suds, rinse, and spin cycle
followed by fabric-softener freshness
and a light-starch press

lemon-fresh foam
in a hot-watered bath
and a dry dish towel

lush flowering shrubs
inviting honey bees and butterflies
to my small patch of paradise