Mikey's poetry anthology


4. Kitchen

click, clank goes the plates, ting ting goes the knifes,

into the racks they go, stacking higher and higher,

longer and longer until it fills the draw,

clicking and clanking into place,

in goes the white powder, pilling high,

slamming the gate, slamming the button,

frothy water rushes through, slamming against

the dirt, blasting it away,

down away to the sea,

for hours it goes on, the contstant

bearing, beating against the ceramic,

for hours and hours,

until it stopped, and the great door opened,

the boy's hand reached in removed them,

one by one, wiped dry,

stacked dry,

again, again they go,

forever washed forever stacked.

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