Bottled

I did something today.
I made today different.
'I moved the furniture,' I say.
I pushed that heavy bed to vent.

Streaked across my tile floor
Wet drops of much fervor
Made sliding the desk up to the door
I little less of a chore.

I did something today.
I made it different.
Even though like a child I wanted to flay,
I sucked it up and with a smile I said the opposite of what I meant.