I Only Do What I Have To Do
I adamantly will not do them unless it is a necessity.
My sister is cleaning her house out, for when she dies.
I scoff at this, telling her I have ten grandchildren.
They will love digging through all the debris, collecting stuff.
But do you want them to see the mess? She asks me.
Why not? I will be dead and burned. It is not what I want to do.
So, I am not doing it. I hardly do my taxes, because I do not want to.
Of course, prison for people like me does not sound great, so I do it.
I am not about to decorate my house for holidays any more.
I gave my daughters all of my decorations. I do not care if they keep them either.
All I care about is not doing what I don’t want to do.
I do not clean or cook or vacuum or make a bed.
I have not done laundry in sixteen years.
My biggest joy is to not do what I don’t want to do.
I adamantly and consistently care about that.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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