Mundane

I go about 
my daily business 
of mostly nothing 
except for mop
or cloth or
clothes or sheets 
merrily mundane this
new normal is 
oh so pleasantly 
pedantic and perfectly 
pedestrian boring is
what I’m hoping 
dull is nice 
it lacks cymbals 
and tympani and 
big booming drums 
now the rhythm 
are my sighs
being my song 
a well-lived life