A humid oasis on a 12 degree day
I struggle through the door
and catch the eye of a 20 something
as her nose came out of her book
she flashed a quick smile which
I bounced back across
the checkerboard laundromat
chessboard floor
I wanted to small talk
chit chat "whatcha reading?"
I thought as my eyes crossed my
red roasting hands
stuffing the sheets my ex
had bought us into another
Commercial Washer
just a few thousand spins
from washing our relationship
away
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