Thoughts

Clean

I wish I could clean my mind

like I can clean my room

Throw away the old papers

Fold the clothes

Everything in its drawer, cubbyhole, shelf

Extra stuff thrown in the closet for now, to revisit later

Papers you can't quite throw away just yet go on the highest shelf in the closet, and maybe next year they can go

Can't I clean my mind?

Throw out the old thoughts

Organize the rest

Put all the brain parts on their own shelves, or hidden under a bed, or hung on a hook behind the door

I wish I could clean my mind

Like a spring cleaning day

Delete the junk

Trash the unnecessary

Put the bad in the garbage bag

Take everything that's left and set it in the living room

Then clean the now empty space.

Vacuum the the dirt up,

Erase the stains with a mop,

dust off those unused neurons with a feather duster and cloth,

then finally air out the room with an industrial fan and some air freshener.

Put the thoughts you wanted to save back, uncluttered, reorganized

Then wait until next Spring, just to do it all over again.