Bow to the fury
Of my sweeping frenzy
While I use the broom to try and scrape up the smashed beetles
That I sometimes see trekking across the kitchen
And ocassionally step on.

These coffee grounds
Have made a lovely home for themselves
In front of the stove
But it's time we parted.
Though it's difficult, I feel our relationship has run its course.

The strawberry daquiri mix stain,
However,
Remains unfaded and timeless, despite my frantic scrubbing.

Alas, the ashes left from the party
(a month ago)
Join the coffee grounds in the trash.

When it is all over,
The cleaning frenzy,
I wait for the floor to dry
Desperate to be able
To walk on it with bare feet
And not have to scrape anything off as I exit.

11/04/2003

Author's Note: Yes, I did mop the floor today, and I love it!

Posted on 11/05/2003
Copyright © 2025 Madeline Pestolesi