Burned to the Ground

When I walked in with mother’s things

you exploded how dare I bring in more

things just when you were getting rid of

everything that causes clutter, this big

suitcase should be burned and mother

should be shot and the whole old age

home burned to the ground for your

sacred peace of mind, never bring in

mother’s things or anything else that

takes my fancy – kill the world as long

as your castle stands unscathed and

clean, shining bright like the kitchen

after your tidying, nothing left except

the rules and your own holy being!