Monday, January 18, 2010


smurf-ette smallperson in laundry room
staring at me (as I put unmentionables in the machine)

I'm trying to toss my stuff in fast,
(as though hurrying would keep her from seeing my dirty drawz);
{and her mom was right THERE}

but all she did was
happyjoy dance
to the music of commericial washers and driers,
that LOUD-ass fan,
whatever she had bouncing around her synapses

easy and matter-of-fact as
water is wet
and God is.


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