a come to Jesus moment

i talk,

converse with the inanimate

things

in my house.

i give pep talks to the toaster,

encouragement

to the printer,

i have a deep

conversation with the computer

as it takes its

good old time

to come to life.

i tell the washer to settle

down,

when it becomes unbalanced

making a clunking

sound,

jumping about.

i praise the oven

for its heat,

the ac for its cool wind.

but the smoke alarm

i'm done with,

angry with its sensitivity,

how it goes

wild

as i stand at the stove,

boiling water.

i have a come to Jesus

moment with it, threatening

it with a broom stick.