the house woke

the house woke
in the early morning,
turning Mommy into Mommy,
activating the children
on their little springs,
Daddy put his Daddy suit on
and sat at the table
until Mommy poured coffee
all over him and
when he jumped to hurt her
she shot him and
when the children screamed
she shot them,
now she’s in the garden
watering the morning glory,
counting new flowers,
It’s all so quiet
she thinks she’ll
make a fresh pot of coffee
and think of what to do today