What Has Come to Be

Some folks, the conscientious and fastidious,

some folks the ambitious and anal retentive

make a list of things which need to be done.

Some folks, the boastful and showy hanker

for praise. I have matured to an age and con-

dition when I couldn’t give a damn about

such things. Call me slovenly and uncaring

if you will. I’m done with proper and tidy,

I see the undone as a victory for me. I have

won the war on the belief of necessity. No

more lawns to mow, no more bushes to prune,

no check engine light to worry me. My chain

contains but one key to unlock the front door

which I rarely pass through anymore. On the

rare occasion when people ask me what it is

I do for a living my answer is that I breathe, in

and out with religious regularity each day. No

list of things to do requires a reminder for that.

I am the Slob King, crowned ruler in the realm

of my own reality.

Chris Hanch 10-22-18