Hard Soap…Soft Water

July 15, 2015 by Charron's Chatter 2 Comments

vanity-copy
 
at day’s end, I

ablute—like any good girl, I

remove,

rinsing my eyes

with glue

>a staple<

to fix the tearing problem I’ve developed, I

wipe away.
 
 
washing mud, smoke, and stars from them

with full-grown oil,

cracking kaleidoscope lens,

I replace.

brushing my tongue with soap

lye soap

to tone down the acid situation there

that’s a step away from vulgarity, a chronic condition your dentist can’t fix

linguist either

I garble.

gargling and flossing with candy

that helps, I

release the bunnies.

combing through

my do

(and don’t)

loosening

moose, rats, hare, and beehive

and any any

number of small would land creatures, I

catch.

when they do land

business end up, wouldn’t you know it,

right near my snarled ends…

©Karen Robiscoe

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992
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2 Responses to “Hard Soap…Soft Water”

  1. pparasar July 16, 2015 at 5:00 am

    a rare melancholic piece, if i could perceive it a little…no? i wonder…

    • pparasar July 16, 2015 at 10:14 am

      well, tell me about it Karen. i read often, but could not comment-for it always said, ‘comments are closed’…but never-mind, happy to hear back from you, hope you are doing well 🙂