I Cannot Afford a Maid
"No greater instructor
then a society
of crafty women."
He said as he
dusted off a book
taken from a shelf,
the first book at hand.
"On my Honor,
On my Honor
Dear Fellow
where is your maid?"
"Well the first one.."
I replied.
"The first maid
I hired worked
for one weekend
then darted quickly
away and hide
behind tubs of suds.
I missed her
she carried her charm
on her lips and shoulders."
The second maid
I hired...
She looked at me
said
'How is it I have not seen
the lofty sky....'
she wandered
out of my house
I never saw her again."
All I ever wanted
was a clean home
nothing but that
nothing but the peace
and stillness
of cleanliness.
"I hired a team of maids.
One day I returned
home from work
they were having
a dual of their brooms.
Although the sport
of it was extreme
Recommended
they made more of a mess
then they cleaned."
I need help with the cleaning
I just want time to sit and eat
cheesecake.
I need help cleaning
I wish to date again
but my last date was angry
her anger had shortened
and pointed her fingers
where flesh tone
had turned slightly grey
from knucklebone
to fingertip.
I need help cleaning.
I wish to spend time
writing critical analysis,
I hear the criticism
in my head,
I have
for years
listening to the long
draw of intellectual
discourse.
I need a maid
who cares
who loves caring.
Here is where
the difficulty lies.
I guess
my life
will continue
to rush me about.
Most of my adult
life is rushing
about.
Maybe
this nag
does not
need a
nanny.
© 2019 Jamie Lee Hamann