I've built up going outside
my body now won't budge
Found the remote, the vinyls,
the dusty peach brandy
Seasons one through six
and pondering what else
can decorate my four walls
Macabre: handmade, drawn,
arranged, well thought up
Cue all guilt trips, groceries
left unbought, steps lacking
Time spent here for the soul
Time spent preparing well
No matter what, it's unspent