Why do some people
worry so
much about the
outside?
Clean car,
clean dishes,
clean toilet,
clean face, clean little
bill of health,
clean credit rating,
clean dog, clean teeth,
clean floor?
What about the
inside?
The heart, the soul,
the conscience?
Hey, no.
I’m busy cleaning,
cleaning the carpet, the sink,
the garden.
For God’s sake
what would the neighbors
think?
I have to clean the
tables, the ceilings, your
fingernails, ears, and crotch.
And the bed that
we copulate in,
it’s all dirty.
Dirty, dirty, dirty.
and the mirror…
just look at it.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments13
Ahh, you've guessed me next poem's title - 'Dirty, dirty, dirty!' lol.
Lol. You little rodent. Thanks for stopping by.
Dear Thomas, you have hit every nail on it's head, so many are far too worried about what others think about the things they see with their eyes they have lost what should be clean and in order on the inside. A wake up call to many I would hope. Superb as always just such simple reflection that is mostly forgotten in today's world. 🌹
Thank you, sweet Teddy. It is so true. People worry about the outside instead of the inside. When I meet people who are neat freaks, over the top about the outside of things. I think maybe they are fucked up on the inside. Lol. Not that I'm a slob...lol.
LOL I totally agree dear friend, it's all down to snobbery and keeping up with the people who have it all except a soul. You do.make me smile dear poet. Thank you. 🌹
Whitewashed tombs..
Exactly.
I'm with you all the way sir .. N
Thanks, brother.
We are a long time dead. Why waste time on stuff which really doesn’t matter. You make a really good point here about where our time would be best invested.
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Great work Thomas. Made me feel good about being a slob
Thanks. God deal.
Thanks. Good deal.
I literally wanna scream this poem in the face of some people, well done!
Thank you. Much appreciated.
Great piece, Thomas. All this obsession with cleanliness while a tsunami of chemicals, radiation, trash etc. etc. is produced day in and day out. It's going to reach a point where only a conflagration of epic size can clean it all up.
Thanks. I appreciate it.
Look here, young man, you got clean away with that one...Can't fault it other than to ask should not 'your' really be 'my'?....unless.....
unless...thanks, Dave for reading and commenting. Unless the person refuses to look at themselves...
I have told my neighbours that if they ever see me cleaning my car to 'phone for an ambulance as I am obviously extremely ill!
Andy
That is funny. I needed to laugh today. Thanks for commenting. Much appreciated.
Great work! I really like this one. I'd rather live life dirty and authentic than clean and artificial!
I know what you mean. Thank you, kind sir.
truly wise words. we are so caught up showing clean exteriors that we tend to forget that the mind and soul needs more cleansing
lovely write
Thank you. I agree completely.
actually, i am 'clean bowled by your verse'
keep writing
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