Roy Herndon Smith
Consider clutter,
an accumulation of
unnecessary
(that’s debatable,
depends on who you talk to,
but nevertheless)
junk (well, that’s also
aguable and depends
on who you talk to,
but stick with me here—
okay, okay, I admit
to imprecision—
metaphors are
methodologically
messy—stickiness
is precisely not—
no, there’s precisely nothing
orderly about
a sticky mess of
oxymoronic clutter—
let me try again).
Consider clutter,
“an untidy mass” or “state,”
(let me just point out
how tidy these lines
are—five, seven, five, in neat
threes on the clean page—
you have to admit
I’ve proven that totally
tidy, uncluttered
order does exist,
so considering clutter’s
not necessary…)
dust 