home sour home

the sheets

could be whiter.

bleach?

i don't know. maybe new

ones.

there are days

when i wish

everything was cleaner,

brighter,

fresh and new

again

with that lavender

smell.

every inch of wood

and carpet needs a deep

clean,

and yet when i've

been away from home

for a week,

or more,

i do miss

and like the scent of must

and mold.

home

sour home, when i

come through

the door.