do the dishes

before you eat

do the dishes

after you eat

do the dishes

always

do the dishes

until

it doens't bother you

to do the dishes

anymore.

go figure

Poem: Finally!

Around me is feeling a molecule dance, better
I am going outside in a t-shirt.
Smelling onions or in pea soup, boiling.

Every tree is an upside down
Colander, through it’s holes
Come pale nipples.

I point a funny finger
at a white flower,
in the abundance
of Evergreen Avenue.

I wiggle it,
Flower answers,
foo-loo foo-loo foo-loo.

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