Clutter

My mind is scrambled like my house
with endless clutter of experience
where to file I do not know now
perhaps a bonfire is the way
yes burn all the memories in the
easter fire  and begin a new
with windows clean and clear
write a book and place them
memories in neat rows of words
otherwise the rooms will fill
with nothing that makes sense
today I begin a new chapter
its spring and birds are singing
take all the pictures of the wall
paint new fresh white paint yes
white the color of clarity pure
decorate one wall of photos
begin clear clean glass like
Marlene has on her wall