Dish washing philosophyA Poem by hypochondritainspiration can come from such unexpected places
they say time is just a concept
we established to organize the so many whereabouts of our daily life yet I keep seeing it defining the majority of things for an abstract idea it sure knows how to fit in I look to my sink It's an ordinary day and so accordingly a few plates await some just arrived those I wash with ease a mere squeeze of water is able to do the trick now the ones in line for a while they'll require an approach a little more versatile the dirt in it has found its roots making the dishes' clean state harder to restitute in some ways more than others we're dishes of our own time as a nurturing mother feeds the troubles we stumble upon and the longer we choose to ignore that's a temporary privilege we'll later have to pay for so do your dishes as they come and maybe if you're lucky you won't have to scrub for long
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Added on May 22, 2018Last Updated on May 22, 2018 Tags: poetry, life, philosophy, random Author
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