Wednesday, 3 October 2012

186. Spring Cleaning

The vacuum sparks and roars,
the hose immediately attaching to the mattress.
I jerk it free a manage a cursory sweep of the floor
but it sticks to the chair,
then the floor itself.
I trace the strip of black plastic
pretending to be crown molding,
but the cobwebs dangle off the tube
as if there's not enough suction
for something so thin and delicate.

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