By | 13 May 2024

Today I cleaned two long drops
of venetian blinds.
It was like rewriting a poem
by discovering on each line
dust, grease, coffee splashes,
brittleness burned into every word.

I felt like one of your shop assistants
with no line of movement
but this work.

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