For Those Of You Who Want To Go Back To The Land

There's bats in the attic and possums in the basement.
The bathroom floor is rotting and about to collapse.
Daily, I sweep my topsoil off the living room floor and fling the dustpan out the window.
The chickens are out again.
There's flies on the monitor.
The greenhouse needs to be watered.
The truck doesn't start.
Daily, I dust my topsoil off the kitchen counter and shake it into the front yard.
Ragweed's flowered.
Tomatoes need to be canned.
Compost stinks.
Daily, I wash my topsoil from my body and watch it swirl down the drain.
Drain's backed up.