a dollar tree-sponge
$1.25
a dollar store two-pack
lemon yellow sponge, filled with little remnants
all the meals i’ve made for one
and when i laid in bed each night, dreading class at 8am,
i knew i would sleep sound
with a damp sponge in the kitchen
i woke up to a clean mug,
sunrise-colored plates and pans-
with a cobwebbed dining-dungeon
the yellow-sponge brought life again
and every time it wore its wear
and i began to watch it tear between my fingers as i scrubbed
it was a moment early come;
it did what hands could never do…
without a me it wouldn’t move.
and id mourn it through the swing-top
of my Walmart-plastic trash can
and remember when my roommates mom
washed things without asking
and i’d recall the mere few evenings when i made a meal for someone-
and they squeezed the sponge, let water run
a moment never-lasting long enough
just like a sponge,
i’ll soak it up,
and take a plunge
before i’m drained and laid to dry
you’re in my sink, please never die.
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Comments (11)
Beautiful sentiment in such a mundane item! Brilliant.
Congrats on TS!!!
This is a great poem. I saw that Morgana Miller had shared it on Vocal Social Society and so read this earlier, but was chasing my tail so had no time to comment. Congratulations on the well-deserved top story!
Spectacular and superbly written!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!♥️♥️💕
Amazing and Congratulations on your Top Story🎉✨🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
I love this! The flow and formatting is great. I enjoy the subtle social commentary on class as well. Very relatable :)
Such a unique poem. Really enjoyed the read. Thank you.
Lovely ode. Congrats on the TS
A lovely tribute to these sponges
there's so many little bits of treasure in here. Thank you for writing and sharing this! Please check out my entries... Night breathing machines, and licks of joy :)
Um, this is absolutely amazing! "and every time it wore its wear and i began to watch it tear between my fingers as i scrubbed it was a moment early come; it did what hands could never do… without a me it wouldn’t move." The rhythm of these lines is just stunning—and please tell me how you internal rhyme like such a professional I am agape. Really enjoyed reading this three times. 💕