Sunday, May 1, 2016

the dryer world

how quickly the dryer
eats
socks.
devouring them with its
great
white mouth, spinning
hot,
around and around,
dispensing of loose
change,
silvery
after being washed.
but no socks.
just one, or two, perhaps,
but never a matching pair.
the world is a strange
place
that we visit,
then also disappear.

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