on your knees

how hard you push
that broom, get onto
your pink knees round
with bucket and brush
and scrub towards
cleandom. how much
dust is there, where
is it coming from?
and between the blinds,
the soot, the curtains
heavy with air
the years have given up.
you want to get to
the bone of everything,
that clean, but it's
so hard to do. it's
about something else,
isn't it?