Ode to Dustbuster

To love a plastic thing
noisy as diesel
when suctioning
potting soil stuck
to a boy's leg
and then
to the rug
crackery crumbs
in folds of sofa
rice eaten with fingers
at supper
bugs in various states
of decay
black, beady and withered
corn muffin
backmost seat
of new car
sand
in the creases
of her baby bucket

Adjustable nozzle
turn knob for release
tap, tap
suck, suck
18 volts of
sweet cordless pleasure
busting dust
eating
up a list
of things to do
a list
mother's
forever long
doing, doing
list.