You say you need
This room to be
Neatness
Calm
Straight lines
No clutter
Smooth plaster
Fresh paint
Whiteness
No blemish
No taint
Soothing
Folded clothes
Ironed sheets
To stop the ache
Invading your dream
There must be not a spoon out of place
In the cutlery drawer
Nor a crumb to be seen
We need to talk