The dishwasher in this house
is louder than the washing machine

They are engaged
in an industrious duet

Their rhythm is suggestive
of riding on a train
dancing down the slightly swaying cars

The washing machine
is using hot for cold
to the detriment of all our woolen socks

The dishwasher sounds
as if something came loose
and is flailing around in the slosh

I’m grateful to the one
who will give them their adjustments
so they can faithfully perform their tasks

They both are doing work
I’m glad to let them do,
so I will not complain about their music.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 20, 2018