Solution spilled on the tile
scent strong, clean, but too much by the mile.
Scrubbing dirt on my knees–
nothing too vile.
Just a kid with a rag and a needing: worthwhile

Barging in with a tension,
not trying to fight.
Accusing sin, closing in,
eyes angry and bright.

Forests, trees calm– noises quite loud
Try to keep quiet, just as rehearsed–
invisible, head bowed.

Scream in my face, inches from cursed
try it today–

kids go out and play.