the new maid

your new maid,
lucy,
is from Russia.
you suspect that
it might not
be her real name.
she's tall and lean,
blonde hair,
with blue cat
eyes. she refuses
to wear the outfit
that you bought for
her to clean in.
the leather makes
her sweat, she says.
these heels are too
tight, I can't
vacuum the steps
in these.
I can't wear them.
she yells at
you when you
leave a mess.
a spoon on the counter,
a dish
in the sink.
what is wrong
with you men,
she says.
you American men.
your bathroom
is a pigsty.
in Russia we
would shoot you
or put you in
the gulag if you
left towels
on the floor.
you try to laugh
it off, but
she says no.
go to work, get
out of this house
now. you are
a filthy man,
no wonder you have
no wife.
no one to sleep
with you.
go, go, she yells.
I have work
to do. then she
slams the door.
she's wonderful,
this lucy.