much more room

I'm sitting in this wannabe-empty room right in the middle of the left-over island of chaos...
everything that didn't fit into soon to be full boxes lays rested on this desk.
marshmallows are empty now. just for the sake of not having to take two of them somewhere else...
wished someone would come to take the already-in-order full boxes away to make space for thoughts that flourish better in empty rooms, clean rooms, cleansed rooms...
soon to be nothing. here. in my head.