first world problems

finally the maids
are coming. so i clean up
the house
to get it ready. i hide
all my jewelry, which is one
ring i got from a cracker
jack box when i was twelve.
i still have it
in a drawer next to
some cat's eyes marbles.
it's a skull and
cross bone ring, bone white
with black eyes.
i hide the bowl of change.
at least three dollars
in there and a Victoria
Secret catalogue i just got
in the mail.
i set out the clean sheets
for the bed,
and leave a box of donuts
and a check
on the counter.
key is under the mat.
make it pretty, i tell
them, sorry, so sorry
about the mess. these are
first world problems,
no doubt.