PORCELANOSA

Christ, it's cold!
My late woman says,

“Cleanliness is next to Godliness,”
and, “It costs nothing to be clean.”

Strip-wash, man. Break the ice
before it breaks the ewer.

Ferns of frost elaborate
the inside of the pane -

privacy, courtesy
of Mother Nature.

The dirt floor is feverish to the feet,
and the hearth, as yet, is helpless.

Me? I'm on the up.
There's bread enough for breakfast.