The ceiling in my office leaked,
my carpet is a mess.
How long it will remain like this
is anybody’s guess.
Some books are trashed, some DVDs
are bathed in flakes of paint;
The scent of mold, and mildew there’s
enough to make one faint.
My 9th grade Odyssey is fine,
my con law books as well.
But one tenth of my holdings
are really shot to hell.
My car trunk’s packed with cartons
of stuff I want to keep.
I’ll have a Buddhist outlook,