Saturday, September 22, 2018

THE FATE OF CLOTHES Comments

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In the laundry hamper
of any bedroom in the world
a mother would recognize them.

They endured the inroads of time,
the onslaughts of garbage,
the ravage of a first love,
the rips of a first quarrel,
stains from fruit,
the rose's thorns,
the rose of love,

the bitter vomit of Saturday night,
the blood of a friend in the totalled car.
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