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Monday, February 29, 2016


Your knock was expected at the door
I screamed the floor from my bed
the floor the bathroom floor
the refrigerator is near a stage of dead

While we're here the kitchen has needs
My dear goddess helps me not
even after my cooking and enormous feeds
somewhere I lost it a greasy pot

Hygea has marked my house with her finger
so sanitary that not one bead
of sweaty dirt on that hand will linger
her mark a warning for others to heed

Barry G. Wick
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