Happy Valentine's Day to me,
I've been cleaning up throw-up.
It's now day three...
The washer hasn't stopped running,
the towels are spinning now.
The bedding lies in wait
I'll get through it somehow.
Everything I am seeing with my eyes--
I feel the need to sanitize.
(I haven't written a poem since 6th grade.
There's probably a reason for that.
I can't believe I'm actually going to post this...)