Laundry

Laundry

Air speckled nervous,
As Seen On T.V.
Your look is curious
And bewitching me.

Of what we've built and what we haul,
Do what thou wilt
To you and all
This posture posing, panty purpose

That seeks to con and then usurp us.
A cotton candy, pony circus
For a sofa novice
Of rumor scurrilous.

Shake the show
Out of the curtains.
Shine your shoes
And state your purpose.

Pine for plenty,
Pure and lethal.
Peel pernicious.
Soak the dishes,

Caked with zeal.
Holding hope
For one last meal
Before the rope.

A tender moment,
Notwithstanding,
Damp and hung with
Hair-shirt blanket