Laundry Day

I stick my hands in cold water
my knuckles turn red but it doesn’t really matter
I love the smell of detergent
it fills my nose with fresh
and my mind with clean
I love the feel of fabric
I run my hands through the pile of dirty laundry and it
is not as soft as it would seem
I drop onto the pile of clothes and I wonder if it’s possible
to drown in fabric

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