With total confusion I washed the dishes.

After an hour I struggled not to cry,

but began to anyway.

Then nibbling the chocolate

I remarked that I hummed.


Making it last

I handled it carefully




Nobody who really has a beating heart

won't rape a ripe result.


Whose tears are sinking

into the chocolate in my mouth?


A detergent wash.

My father was a boss.

Half a dozen of the other, 

the most I loved my mother.