Dirty Again

Dirty again.
I hate that.

Can’t go for longer than a few weeks
Without being caked, crusted, corrupted

I bet Cinderella didn’t have to deal with this.
Sure she was sooty, soiled, scummy
But she was never sullied
Like this.

Every time
He gets the urge to feel;
I must be dirty again.

The first was hard;
(Even for him…)
The second was hurried.
The third
(Oh how I remember the third!)
And fourth,
(Yes, the fourth too…)
Well they were just haphazardly easy.

I hate that.

This sort of thing
Should not be easy.
It certainly is not easy
To clean up.

Lucky Cinderella!
Soot bows to soap,
But blood
Blood bows to no bubble, no bribe;

It rusts, rots, and remains behind.

I hate that.
Dirty again.