hand stitch the Axminster
wind up the clocks
extinguish all cigarettes
find keys to fit locks

disinfect toilets
polish the glass
varnish that turtle
buff up the brass

monitor wind speed
net curtain the sun
sweep up the cobwebs
there’s work to be done

launder the bedding
whitewash the walls
label all photographs
vanish all smalls

crimson each robin
herd up the sheep
flatten every molehill
there’s no time for sleep

One Response

  1. I really like the energy and rhythm of this poem. Did you want the capital letter of Axminster when there is no punctuation in the rest?

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