Poetry, sunday whirl

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114

sunday whirl: wordle 114

hanging the mess of want out to dry
tellurian text files pale in laundries lie
wrap around clouds waterfall answers

wooden clothespins constrain
coverings of complex colors
calling out clear
soft skin spoken words

clothesline convergence
gaslight deserted corner
black and white witness
class bell clangs

wet with washing
pale panting still
watching wind carried away
our ragged breath quiets

horizontal landscapes edge
small forest fusion
washday comes and goes

… small timeless notes…. last time i hung laundry out the bugs just about ate everything…. one of the leftovers from the eastest of east texas… younger living on the california coast hanging laundry was a breeze… the scent of ocean curling around my mind…. 

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