Poem: Oh, The Horror!
I’m like a horror-movie villain with the vacuuming, the dishes, the washing, and the folding and
stacking and sweeping and cleaning. I put my mask on and just go at it. One speed. And if it escapes me
momentarily I’ll continue to stalk it all, arriving eventually – netting it, capturing it. Strangling it down into
submission. That is my mission. And the se…
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