The new-minted bachelor lines his lair

How to assuage your losses now? Dude, buy some shit.
Some pots and pans, a vacuum, platters, forks and knives.
It’s not as fun and fine as when you had your wives
(One at a time, please note.) But still, I’m liking it.

Amazon’s no one’s friend, but has some shelves that fit
My tiny mignon closet – it’s so cute! One thrives,
Really, quite well. Considering. And one contrives
A place to lie in. Cook in. Chairs. Wherein to sit.

Nesting, they call it. Cozy; but this nest will fledge
No chicks, nor shelter any. (Probably.) No life
Save mine lived here; a life, I hope, back from the edge
Of luxe or lack, a quiet harbor far from strife,
A mucky, sandy bottom for my little kedge
To dig into. What’s next to order? Oh, bread knife!