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Editing poetry: Clean

notes etc. in the original post…

It is so easy to fix things,
Tilex, Mr. Clean, sponge, toothbrush,
Knees and wrinkled fingers, red eyes and a hard hand.

Laughing and scrubbing as the stainless steel screams,
Slowly turning, silver and perfect, trapped in your place,
Wanting nothing. [(one breath)]

Everything spotless, the anger drains down the plughole,
Wipes away with the streaks on the mirror,
The dust, the terror of hairs,
Spray and wash,
Damned spot.

If only it were that easy to fix things,
With hands, dirt, voices, weeping,
Cheeks and wrinkled fingers, red eyes and a hard heart.

via Editing poetry: Clean.