The dishes

“Chaos is a friend of mine” Bob Dylan

dishes...

I came upon the sink you see,

the dishes piled beyond belief.

I could have sworn i washed them the night prior

for the smell that comes if not done, dire!

yet here they were for all to see!

A sink filled with more than three!

God! how has it come to be?

I live alone, dont you see...

someone has come for me,

and out my mouth, a dreaded plea

Please! how has this come to be?!

But worry not, I tell myself

I grab the soap from off the shelf

I wash them all so thoroughly

and put them to dry quite hurriedly

again, the sink was free and clear! for dirty dishes I cannot bear

I walk away contentedly

to turn around once more to see

a sink filled with more than three!!

Goodness gracious! How could this be??

Had I imagined washing them?

Was I finally going round the bend?

to this I felt there was no end!

how could there but be, more than three! dishes left within the sink.

this was enough to turn to drink!

no.. no this wasnt real.

I laid back down, I couldnt deal

Someone was in the house with me

I lived alone dont you see!!!

who could it be?!

I took a nap to clear my mind

maybe with rest and time

I would see that clearly I was hallucinating

where could the dishes be originating?

I woke up anticipating the sink to be empty

but… low and behold a sink was full with more than three

there had to be at least twenty

my soul was torn, my mind tattering on the brink… for what was i to think?

No I must have imagined it all before

for any other answer I simply abhorred

how could this simple chore

have me pacing back and forth upon the floor

I rolled up my sleeves, and washed again and again!

I felt the water, and counted to ten

maybe I just imagined it all,

I looked at the clock against the wall

and there it was a, quarter past three

the clock face stared back evilly

my house had turned in to a dream

a nightmare of sorts, and so I screamed

I took the dishes a broke them one by one

Ha ha! Ha ha! now they were truly done

I laughed a cruel laugh filled with GLEE!

these dishes would not get the better of ME!

Hee Hee Hee!!

I counted them as I flung them to the floor

my favorite mug, I had no more

a plate and saucer, they had to go

the water had started to over flow

I stood in water ankle deep

within my slippers it started to seep

and I turned around and weeped and weeped…

for there they were! my old friends

I just could NOT comprehend

and so I ran to the door, with pain I bore

slippered feet upon the rocks, I felt with anguish in my wet socks

I ran and ran you see,

beyond the trees, I screamed “please please! help me!” I began to wheeze

supernatural, this had to be!

be damned that house, I’ll watch it burn

and so I did turn,

to rummage in my car to find

a lighter, a match of any kind!

Yes! Yes! You will see!!! these dishes wont get the best of ME!

I laughed with GLEE!!! Hee Hee Hee!!

I set upon the house hell fire

as I watched the flames grow higher and higher

That would be the end of this

the dishes i sent to the abyss…

But... as the fire started to die

with mine eye, I did spy

amongst the rubble I did see

a sink with more than three!!! covered with soot, and all for me!!

I turned to run away for good,

I left the sink just as it stood

I ran and ran and came to the edge of a cliff

And there with nary a thought I wished

that whoever should find my remains

would know that I was not insane!

I said a prayer and tripped happily

over the edge into the sea,

for there was not to be

a dish in sight to torture me…

This is the story of a simple chore

that brought a woman down on all fours.

What truly happened? who was to say?

what really happened on this foul day…

and so thats how the story went

on how a woman was sent

to hell and back, forever more

by the simplest of simple chores