the made bed

i clean.
scrub, wash, dust,
sweep.
i'm on my hands and knees.
i can't
dig deep enough
to get the dirt out.
clean sheets.
i make the bed.
pull the blanket tight.
there's something else
going on
here.
it's not about the house.
the cleaning.
there's something beyond
all of this
that i'm trying to dispose
of, trying hard
to get out.