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OBSESSION OF SOAPS

obsessed with the daylight hours
specifically the graven-image afternoon
like high place dungeon towers

calgon’s commercial didn’t “take me away”
but a clever string of soaps did the trick
yes ~ for three “wholesome” hours every day

like following a clever treasure map
i lived for “all my children”
Such lovely drivel and maple sap

for health’s sake visited “general hospital”
after all,  i have only “one life to live”
where i delved into the incredible and impossible:

clever tales, like candles in tunnels
where danger lurks, and romance,
with abundant pleasures, funnels

stories old as time itself ~
they were my sweet craving
on a lovely built in shelf

kept me sane until they drove me insane
a drip drip of sand through an hourglass
i envisioned myself with false teeth and a cane

only when my husband and kids
began to refer to them as “my soaps”
did i realize my life on the skids,

and like a potion i’d been pedaled
did i remove the suds from my eyes
in my lightbulb-brain, it was settled!

who wants to see a gravestone:
“HERE LIES MY SPOUSE WHO LIVED FOR HER SOAPS”

7/21/2017
Contest - Obsession

*True so many years ago. I don’t watch them anymore :)

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