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starts out so innocuously,
with something that is on its way somewhere else
in the house, only not quite ready to go
And there is, conveniently,
a little vacuum of empty space
that does not mind filled.
That's the start of it.
Then, pell-mell, other things join it,
things that have not yet got a proper space,
things that have been waiting for a or a ,
and this and that and the other and all their friends
Until there you have it. A heap has suddenly moved in
and starts eyeing you malevolently.
Daring you to do anything to curb its power
it sits, untidy, ratty, scatty and self-satisfied,
proving that you are really a slob at heart
and intimidating you with inflated ideas
of the amount of time it would take you to shift it.
Until suddenly one day you shift gear,
go into battle
and then, how fast it disappears.
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