Cleaning dishes
Morning till night
Making wishes
I set things right
Like Nguyễn Sinh Cung
America-bound in the rolling galley
Breathing scalding steam
Among the girlish waiters
On the sterilizing machine
Every evening I stayed later
Comme Eric Arthur Blair
Aux coudes dans la vaisselle des Bourgeois
Making lukewarm suds hotter
Over mother’s dish grime
Swirled red grey water
Slick after bathtime
Like Malcolm Little
Wiping away stains of injustice on the train
Not wasting action
Crowded Japanese pad
Gas fired contraption
No space to be had
Like Bill Murray
Washing his soul in the Ganges
all I have to say on this one is a dishwasher saved my marriage.
ReplyDeleteI liked the last line a lot!