die SpĆ¼lmaschine
get your compulsive obsessive disorder out of the way and sit back down upon the couch in front of the television. i think my program is coming on. i can see everything from here. with the wall to my back the paranoia subsides. let the addiction are over the mind. forget about the plates and saucepans sitting in the kitchen, the surfaces to be wiped down and the floor to be swept. this can all be done in a hurried panic between programs. something of a meaning giving exercise between emissions. this is what we are all doing of an evening. put the plates in to soak and head back to the couch. wipe down the bench in the commercial break. then the stove top. then back in for the plates. soak the saucepans. quick rinse stack to the side. a dance between two disorders creates the illusion of order. a sense of control. use that tea towel for the hundredth time today. saucepans out cutlery in and plates back into the drawer. mind your feet for the cat that is not there. as if it were looking for a bite to eat. a scrap off the floor. out come the knives and forks, away with those saucepans. on the last leg now.