The Noives

 I look around

and see the clutter

and realize what a mess my life has become.

So, I cringe

and I despair

and I instantly sow the seeds of repair.

But, in my haste,

I spread myself too thin,

A little here, a little there,

And very soon, too soon,

I've begun unfinished projects everywhere.

Only then, 

does the cycle continue

because

then, and always then,

I look around

and see the clutter

and realize what a mess my life has become.