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Wash (Free verse) by Bankrupt_Word_Clerk Clothes arranged in heaps
Socks leap unseen into dark
corners of the room
Trudging through lint fluff
Soap powder clings to bare foot
Primates laugh at me
Wondering loudly
Why I make such a shrill fuss
Over woven plants
Hung on my body
To cover the base creature
I claim not to be
Jungle animals
Do not wash their stringy hair
in smelly white rooms
Up the ladder:
Where I'm From
Down the ladder:
Words that the Earth has to sayâ¦
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Posted: June 20, 2005 7:15 PM PDT; Last modified: June 20, 2005 7:15 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.899147 Overall Rank: 9894 Comments:
"woven plants hung on my body to cover the base creature I claim not to be" - Good line.
Don't care much for those animals. Who does? But the Lost Socks - now there's one of life's great mysteries. Two go in - one comes out.
Great!
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There was only one bare foot?
Some punctuation would improve it, but it was a laugh.
glad you laughed.