Dirt Screams

Mother gets carried away with cleanliness.

I can almost hear her yelling, "Wipe your feet I just cleaned." 

My feet wiped I entered the house of vanquished dust. 

Their were sounds, sounds of dirt, a sticky kind of dirt 

Clamoring for a place to hide. 

With little time they scurried about, going one way then another 

Before settling on a place behind the toilet bowl. 

Finally rest. 

When my mother saw them she flushed the entire room down the drain. 

They didn't have a chance. 

Boy I tell ya dirt screams could be heard in my dreams that night.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Dirt Screams'
Alfred Kukitz,'
All polutants, militant fungus and every unclean thing we at times want to destroy.
This lady wanted a tidy home and place of refuge. I have also seen homes where
it doesn't seem to matter. Most of us make an effort to be good housekeepers.
Love the end when in a final battle frey;
"When my mother saw them she flushed the entire room down the drain'
They didn't have a chance.'
Fun read for sure!
Blessings,
Kathy

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you all! I always felt that Mom lived in the wilderness cleaning everything. It's how she objectified change but internally nothing changed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very clever and funny piece, but i hear a message behind it all...something akin to how we try to hide our own dirty secrets, but someone is always there to find them and flush them down the drain...or at least bring them to light...we cannot escape the past or the present...but hopefully can face the future with a clean slate.

[Matching Socks]

Lol!!
I am never yelling "wipe your feet..." Again!
This was fun to read.

[John Anderson]

A unique and beautifully expressed poem. This is very nicely written.