Thursday, March 22, 2012

Washing,washing, dish washing.


 Washing, washing  dish washing.

Washing  the   thick layered  soot
 in and   around  the  vessel , addicted
to the  corners  and in  the brim,
the  spikes   of  the  scrub  slippery
beneath  my  quick  moving   hands,
Washing , washing, washing,
Mind   dashing   against   memory galore.
Water in   taps,  slow  moving  motion,
  Foamed   lemonade fragrant
Liquid  cleaner, stagnate  in the sink,
So   much  in the  sink
 also     submerged  in   the  sink   of  life, 
washing, washing,  washing.
Running  the  race  of  life.

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