dryer

dryer

A Poem by blt
"

i can hear the drying machine.

"
i can hear the 
drying machine
and it's faint hum 
spinning, spinning
and i hope it's 
louder than my 
choked sobs
and gasps
i cant breathe
breathe
breathe
breathe 

in, out 
this does nothing
in, out 
why do i try
in, out
i still ache

ding, the dryer's done
it was enough time
for the clothes to dry
yet my face is
wet 

© 2017 blt


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Added on December 18, 2016
Last Updated on January 11, 2017

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