The House

I declare
I'm cleanin this nasty ass house!

Where did everybody go?

Now I gotta little time to myself
I'm gonna push it
I'm puttin on my music
And I'm gonna.......

I'm gonna sway as I spray
I'm gonna dust as I bust
OUT!

I'm alone and I'm gonna clean
things are gonna gleam
I'll polish the glass
while I'm shakin my ass

I move my vacuum 
back and forth
like a lover
that has no other 

I'm gonna use him like me

I need my mop
to tell me STOP!
take a cigarette break

But the floors never leave me alone

Oh, and washing machine, dryer
no, you're not fired!
I'll get to you as soon as I can
You're lucky to have a job

Appliances crying out for my help
We need electricity
We need water

Well, so do I!
And I need sleep
I need... some sense
and a maid?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Higgins Avatar
March 16, 2009 at 4:49 AM
LOL..you make cleaning so hot..LOL..shaking and all that stuff.. I had a hard time focusing..enjoyed the read.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace