I’ve finished my project,
Of becoming self-sufficient,
—I no longer need anything from the house,
Except resupplies of water;
Once every few days, I undertake a lonely voyage,
Walking the long path through wastelands, aghast,
(to the kitchen/bathroom),
Carrying my empty jugs;
The mental health benefits, so far,
Have been enormous!
I no longer care about the state of the house,
—It’s none of my business,
As I no longer use it!
And boy, oh boy,
Is it falling into disrepair 😅,
The cretins, they wallow,
In broken glass and hair;
My room has undergone a huge transformation,
—A kitchen area,
A bathroom area,
And much more storage space,
(And much less spiders 😏),
Oh the interstellar spaces, in which to do pressups!
I can now do them this way,
Or this way!
Spread my arms and not even hit a dead cat,
—Not yet, not yet,
There is more organisation to do!