Dirty Laundry
The chore that everyone suffers.
From the first sweaty shirts,
To the old droopy socks,
Till the time when it’s full
the smell of Pandora’s box.
To the time
When you take it out
And put it in the sack
To the time
You take it down the stairs
To try not to drop
To take it across the street
And make sure you didn’t
Leave the detergent
Or you have to go back
To put it in
The machine
When the Pandora smell
Comes back
To the time
When you realize
You lost your droopy sock
When you first open
The detergent
The opposite smell
of the Pandora’s box
To when you close the lid
And you turn the machine on
To the time
You need to wait
And hope it comes out right
To take it out of the machine
To the time you need to organize
The fresh socks
And the shirt and the pants
To fold them all up
To take it back home
Then put it into your child’s cabinet
And let them use it
And make the suffering process
Start all over
Each week