Ode to a Vacuum Cleaner

 

One afternoon sitting in the closet

Is when I figured it all out.

One glance at the dust in the vacuum

Had me wishing.

I want to be a Ball.

A fancy cleaner

Never looked so perfect.

Let me be a Swiffer Sweeper

And I promise

I’ll clean up

All of your messes.

Yes, I’ll risk burning.

Just let me be a vacuum cleaner

Shoved into the back of a coat closet

Or in your dark, cold basement

But I’ll remain strong

No bumps or scratches

More clean the dirty.

Forget about the dust bunnies inside of me

I’ll look back the next day

And I’ll be right back where we started.

Go ahead

I’m part vacuum cleaner

Already