Special: "You clean for FUN?!"

When I ask folk to
let me cast my hands upon their kitchen,
sweep their floor until it sparkles,
cleanse their dishes of their food,
they stare at me with confusion
that for my life, simple words could not dispel.

I will try again.

Friends, your Kitchen,
sparkling and full of promise,
is not what brings me joy.

Rather, the knowledge you will desecrate my labor
merely for necessary use,
that is what gives me glee
inside my singing heart.

For while I clean there is companionship,
laughter, kindness and a feeling of usefulness
to men, the ones with pain inside
that a clean kitchen will help for the doing.

There is the knowledge I will bring you
happiness and a place to feel safe, at home
as all Kitchens can be while you use them
even if you sit at a table to read, to write bad poetry
that is the giving nature, of Kitchens.

Your kitchen
I will clean,
while singing it dreams to refresh it
from your "sad abuse".

Ha, ha!
You never knew!