Comfortable Disorder

Surrounded
In a chaotic mess. Post it notes with
Unfinished tasks
Written neatly
In black permanent ink. A closet with forgotten articles
Of clothing. Recently washed clothes
Piled high on the forest green carpet. Paperwork
Strewn randomly around the room.
Soft
melodic
tunes playing like children at a park.
Aroma of passion
Pomegranate fluttering through
the air
Dusty awards
Dozens of books, paintings
All in black and white. A movie playing
A man
A woman
discussing an important
Decision. They love each
other but
Things are changing,
things going wrong
What to do in such
A comfortable disorder?
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wrote this for creative writing this semester...poem on setting. Enjoy :)