A little poem of wobbly quality

11 05 2012

Put together

She assembles herself as
She pulls herself out of the dryer.
Shirt, bra, underwear
One sock. Much later, the other.
She finds it nestled in the bedsheets
Tumbled together in the thread eroding cycles
One covered with gym sweat, the other with night sweat.
A malodorous bundle, now cleansed.

Assembled, she looks around her
Knowing it is just a breath
to disassembly.

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2 responses

11 05 2012
Cathy MacKenzie

OOH>>>I like it!

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11 05 2012
Crowing Crone Joss

well done!

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