Tuesday, July 7, 2009


In Sunday School I was taught "Cleanliness is next to Godliness."
When I left dirty clothes on the floor of my bedroom instead of putting
them in the laundry hamper, Mom said, "Spare the rod, spoil the child"
and laid wood across my ass.

In contemplation, I admired the symmetry of my fingers
The middle ones longer than the rest.
Raising them toward God I said, "Things are sure a mess down here,
you old fraud."


anno said...

Things are a mess down here. That's one reason your mother did well to insist on putting your clothes in the laundry basket... (Love what you made of the experience, though.)

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

This cracked me up, but there is also a sad truth behind it all.