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VERSES: The Vacuum  

Morgan Vanderschaegen, 2014
Last Updated: Apr 1, 2014 URL: Print Guide RSS UpdatesEmail Alerts
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The Vacuum

The house is so quiet now
The vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet,   
Its bag limp as a stopped lung, its mouth   
Slovenly life, my dog-dead youth.
But when my old woman died her soul
Went into that vacuum cleaner, and I can’t bear   
To see the bag swell like a belly, eating the dust   
And the woolen mice, and begin to howl
She used to crawl, in the corner and under the stair.   
I know now how life is cheap as dirt,   
And still the hungry, angry heart   
Hangs on and howls, biting at air.

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Morgan Vanderschaegen

My name is Morgan Renee Vanderschaegen.  I am a senior at Hartford Union High School in this, the year of 2014 AD.  I enjoy playing tennis, only when warm weather is present.  I also pass the time by watching films of the horror variety, because those are the best.  I also fancy watching Law and Order SVU (special victims unit) and Criminal Minds, because murder interests me.  I am infatuated with popcorn and Mt. Dew.  Often having both every single day.  I enjoy this poem authored by Howard Nemerov for its somber and morbid my inner thoughts.


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