A Secret Obsession
What is it with this obsessive compulsion
Destroying every dust ball’s conception
In folks’ unkempt homes I feel no revulsion
Yet that offers me little consolation
For cleaning my own home is an addiction
Often resulting in great agitation
Exploding as an internal combustion
This behavior’s like a viral infection
My disorder leads to immaculation
I’ve dispelled all hopes of emancipation
For much to my own “clean freak” consternation
I still live in over-sanitization.
Entry for Shani Fassbender’s “Tell Me a Secret” contest
A “true obsession” probably handed down by my mother
who was lightheartedly referred to as the “White Glove.”
Mr. Clean was her role model.
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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