031210 One Of Those Days Poem by Manonton Dalan

i came home
nobody is home yet
too early for some
i go to work early
i have my clothes
wrap in plastic
soak with rain water

i break it out
tried to squeeze
moisture out of it
i miserably failed
it takes a lot of uhmm
to even to have a drip

well i end up washing
with my clothes stack
in hamper and on floor
then a call 'you're listening? '
oh! yes of course i am dear
' your answer is way off'
what are you telling me anyway
okay text me so i can understand