succinctly salientim a human reset button.
this house, at the time before
i find sleep, it requests resets.
i walk and close windows
doors, find wrappers, detritus
put away trash and hunt more.
move glasses to the sink.
find shoes their homes.
papers their nooks.
no one cares but the house knows
and ritual is itself, bold
its my rejection of clutter
endless, apathetic, pull.
😜