A place for just about everything

Written for Final Round 1 of Feb. 2004 SLAM. Twisted proverbs. (prose poem)

“Grandma, where does this pot go?”
“There’s a place for just about
everything under the sun
and over.
It goes there
underneath that counter,
by the skillets.”
"And this cup?"
"Right there, over the sink."
"And this spoon?"
"In that there drawer."
“Grandma,
is there a place for greed?”
“Ayup, in the garbage dump,
with all the other garbage.”
“And how about joy?”
“Right here, right inside you.”
“So, my room is the place
for all my toys;
and outside is the place
for Granddaddy’s cigar?”
“You got it, child.
And the firmament above
is the place for all the stars
we can’t see right now in the day
‘cause the sun is busy
outshining them all.”
“You mean the sky?”
“Ayup.”
“What about a woman’s place?”
“Oh, honey,
don't you ever forget this one:
a woman’s place is in the house –
and in the senate, too.”