Life
as Laundromat
Joy Zimmerman
The dryers and
the possibilities spin
We sort our clothes and our options
In the heat we search for matches
We look for what is lasting
And then we
find that one lone sock
And then we find that one lone sock
We are all mismatched,
unattached sometimes
We all want to belong, find a home sometimes
And then we
find that one lone sock
And we are each that one lone sock
We are all mismatched,
unattached sometimes
We all want to belong, find a home sometimes
I catch your
eye
As our clothes dry
Is there any way we could match?
I see in your basket
One lone sock
One lonely sock
We are all mismatched,
unattached sometimes
We all want to belong, find a home sometimes
Let’s
go for a spin
Spin and spin
Again and again and again and again
Let’s spin and spin and spin and spin….
©Joy Zimmerman,
2010
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