Saturday, 7 June 2008

Washing up the World

The boiling water-fall is turned
On. It cascades down the
Plates in torrents.
Sweeping bits of pasta
And mince along for the ride.
A shower of fairy is added
Bringing a million bubbles.
The water-fall ends and
Thick white cloth descends.
Quickly banishing both pasta and mince
To the murky yellow depths
Of my washing up bowl.
A voice on high sighs, saying “one job done.”

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