I suddenly decide
before I can un-decide
to organize the landslide of papers
and orphaned objects
under my desk
two hours pass
with a strangely stern calm
and afterwards I see
what makes people so breathless
about decluttering
it was as if my mess
had been moaning
so many discarded things
stuffed together
like incompatible roommates
I almost wonder
if the new quiet in my head
is the sound of me at peace
or them.