sometimes i wish
i could
put my thoughts
into the washer
add some detergent
and watch them swirl.
a tumble in the dryer
and then
out
out, into the wind
watch them struggle and waft
on the drying rack.
when they’re tired and dry,
take them
fold them
and put them back
neatly aligned,
fresh
and unstained.
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Another Wandering Soul 