Sucking Air

Life is maintenance, and so long
As you're busy with your errands,
You're alive and either keeping
Up, ahead, or more or less clean

And well- swept. You can try to shift
The dust onto someone other,
Make the renters water your plants,
Get your boyfriend to move the fridge,

Convince the dogs to lick your wounds,
But your cells have to clear themselves,
Your synapses have to stay linked,
And something has to love to breathe.