Pandemic of Cleanliness
The office dust is gone…now his office is in disarray
The dust was two years thick…pandemic thick
So many papers, pairs of glasses, and miscellaneous
Carefully moved each item aside to lemon shine the desk
Not carefully enough, for his office is in disarray
The dust was stuck to shelves, blinds, and shadow boxes
The dust was two years thick…pandemic-sick
But…he can’t find his clippers, lens cloth, or me
I’m hiding…can’t you see?! I’m hiding the vacuum where I tossed
the dust and infamy. Items lost and found…when asked…replied
The dust, a two year storm…thick as new fallen snow
Don’t panic! This pandemic of cleanliness is over…
over and above a husband’s head…i need to do my job!
2/14/2023
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2023
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