Fresh Laundry Poem by Ellen Rose Guilaran
Fresh Laundry
why does my eyes smells like fresh laundry
everytime it washes my cheeks
I feel the overwhelming clearness
In the head burdened with sorrow
It is my pressure valve
released some of life's
airy pressure
of shoes I can't fill in
of failed expectations
but here I cry and cry suddenly over one tired day
and my eyes smells like fresh laundry
clear, bright, and new
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