Dust
Rays illuminate
The remnants and residue
Of kingdoms, which shift
In air, adrift on
Inhabited space, a dry
mist, till they settle
On this day's matter.
Redolent of musty Man
Is material
Unmeshed that will rise,
Then succumb to its scant weight
And sully a cloth.
Okay, that's out of my system. I wonder what I'll come up with if I go scrub the toilets...
Rays illuminate
The remnants and residue
Of kingdoms, which shift
In air, adrift on
Inhabited space, a dry
mist, till they settle
On this day's matter.
Redolent of musty Man
Is material
Unmeshed that will rise,
Then succumb to its scant weight
And sully a cloth.
Okay, that's out of my system. I wonder what I'll come up with if I go scrub the toilets...
1 comment:
OK so impressed cause all I think when dusting is,"man oh man I wish I had a house cleaner!" ;) I wait with baited breath for the toilet inspiration though. :)
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