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Dishes Afterward
Kelly Thompson
Hers could have lasted
some dewdrop hours,
she instead squelched it
sponge-like,
and writhed her hands in the suds.
Suds like bubbly malice circles,
little mirrored nooses
around her detergent bottle legs:
one nozzle out, have to
left-loosy
in order to remove the cap.
Couldn’t with steel wool, even,
remove that heavy lurking grease.
S.O.S., the chemicals have been
improved by science and technological advances.
But they have yet to figure out
how to put liquid courageous
one-way in
rather than stupid nozzle out.
Simply inefficient.
She put the lid on the bottle and
drained the sink and
there it was, a stray spoon.
Kelly Thompson
is a graduate student in Literature who believes in Blake’s Proverbs of Hell. She likes to cook, but only eats a third of it.
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