03-21-2011, 06:33 PM
And so the cleansing begins.
Warm water and vinegar
fill the room like scented leaves
as I attack the vomit stains,
an alcoholic dowager
scrubbing her dress before evensong.
Then the bin bags, one by one,
stuffed with hole strewn socks,
papers, pornographic magazines
hidden under piles of filth.
Walking barefoot down the path,
the cobbles strewn with cat faeces
outside our little tenement,
I laugh at the mounting pile.
How could all this have accumulated
in a room the size of a custody cell?
All this because I pleasured myself
to the image of a naked form.
Lust must be wrenched from the body
with soap. I scour the wainscoting.
Warm water and vinegar
fill the room like scented leaves
as I attack the vomit stains,
an alcoholic dowager
scrubbing her dress before evensong.
Then the bin bags, one by one,
stuffed with hole strewn socks,
papers, pornographic magazines
hidden under piles of filth.
Walking barefoot down the path,
the cobbles strewn with cat faeces
outside our little tenement,
I laugh at the mounting pile.
How could all this have accumulated
in a room the size of a custody cell?
All this because I pleasured myself
to the image of a naked form.
Lust must be wrenched from the body
with soap. I scour the wainscoting.