A small house
with only two people
yet you’d think an army lives
here and there
everywhere it seems
the battle continues nonstop
Windex and Vim
endless supply of paper towels
our weapons of choice

Now that eyesight is restored
can’t use cataracts anymore
as an excuse not to elbow grease
the tradeoff
a sense of accomplishment
heightened mental health
and though grime never does
better sleep
at night
and day

Clean as we go
a little here a little there
though won’t be long it’s back
in the high traffic finger areas
cupboard door handles
light switches
the down and dark sides
of cooking with grease

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12/03/2022

Posted on 12/03/2022
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