Men
Will
Come
To
Replace
The
Studio
Floor.
I May
Have
To
Hide,
Or
Take
My
Work
Outside.
Then
They’ll
Do
The
Foyer
And
The
Hall.
It’s
Plain
To
See
They
Will
Upend
It
All.
My
Bedroom
Is
Stacked
With
Paintings
And
Gear,
But
I’ve
Put
Off
This
Job
For
More
Than
A
Year.
Wish
Me
Luck;
For
The
Next
Few
Days,
I’m
Stuck.