Dirty

A long day ends now
with the washing of dishes
and the folding of dry clothes
from the line

As a younger woman
I considered myself so busy
dishes marched across every counter
before I battled them

And now I cannot stand to sleep
with even one dirty thing
in the sink, in the hamper
in my mind

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