07/11

i won't be lonely now that i have a SHAM-WOW

and i can spill anything.
my last partner said that loving me
was like dating an over-turned glass of water-- 
that i'm looking for someone 
to soak up all my stress & all my pain 
for me. i think of those info-mercials 
that came on between early morning cartoons
how a man would shout & demonstrate all the ways
the rag could absorb--
i imagine ringing like lovers out
over the sink & the liquid coming out
all whirly-rainbow like pools of gasoline in parking lots.
i start off simple with
glasses of water clear across 
the hardwood floor so that i can really
witness the flow--
get to pretend i'm making new bodies of water
in the kitchen of my house.
maybe i do want someone to take in 
all my grief for me
or maybe i just want a SHAM-WOW in my chest
to fill up with those throat-sobs 
you can only conjure every once in awhile.
i'm not having that bad a time.
i'm not that big a mess--
i just happen to be not the most fun
to be in love with. i just happen 
to keep lists of all the items
i want to splash on the floor:
orange juice, melted butter, blood.
when i say blood i mean like blood
from a package of meat even though
i don't eat meat. 
i wipe down all the surfaces
in the house. my favorite is 
the stainless steal fridge-- how when polished
you can actually make out some semblance
of your own reflection. i ring out 
the SHAM-WOW in the sink again & again 
& each time i have to think of that partner 
because when someone says something like that
it never goes away. i wonder if they 
spill glasses of water without me.
i go to the lake near my house where i grew up
& i dip the SHAM-WOW in & out of the water
until i mop the whole thing up.
i can't stop i move onto oceans.
i hope all the people i loved know it's me
when they arrive at the beach 
& find it early empty-- just fish 
writhing in the sand. i spilled each ocean
but especially the atlantic because 
it deserved to be spilled. 
i watch the info-comercial again & this time
the host tries to convince me to give back 
my SHAM-WOW & i say NO
because i am alone & 
i need someone or something to witness 
all of gorgeously water pools
on the hardwood floor.

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