Hard Soap–Soft Water

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…