I'm a Slob

[billy]

my old tees are anything but evergreen
scattered around my nightstand
forever seeking their roots
in my red ocher dresser

it has a quaint feel to it nad.
feels like you don't play golf anymore.
or maybe you really are just a slob who plays golf
fr me i'd take out the first person me's
the first me i'd abandon.
the 2nd i'd replace with the
the third i'd swap for a

the poem give the impression the tees are in two places.
because of that i think it would read better without the last two words of the 2nd line.
i think with just a little and i mean little work it can be a good piece. jmo