A wandering tumble-dryer
Gerald Allan Donaldson

A wandering tumble-dryer
Sat by a deep lagoon
And tried to re-align him
With happenings late and soon,

New paths, new plots, new people
New chemicals in the wash,
And sitting there in God’s sweet air
The lake he looked across,

“Just as the Sun at break of day
Glad hope will soon revive,
I now embrace the life I have,
Bliss to fortunate survive.”

In this happy mood of mind
He churned his merry drum,
Clothes softly sifting down inside
Out perfect then to come.

Lisa Benson
Lisa Benson
Jun 23, 2013

fold the ventricle to the right
the pulmonary to the left
the wrinkled capillaries need to be ironed
pillowcases of vessels need to be thrown in the wash
take one last whiff of his scent
before he's just another sheet in the laundry
dirty laundry
clean of heartache

stupid title idk
Zak Krug
Oct 24, 2012

I am
eternally
listening to
a symphony of
coffee pots,
gossip,
and cheap sex.

A red coffee cup
chipped,
sits on my desk,
half full.

Where is this going?

I can be filthy.
However,
I find it to be cheap,
a play.
Oh, sure,
use another idiotic
graphic in your
mess of a poem.

Where is this going?

Raises a blow-dryer
Xemya
Xemya
Sep 28, 2012

AColdblueSnowman
Raises a blow-dryer
Commits Suicide

9/26/12

I throw my anger in the dryer
Joe Henson
Joe Henson
Feb 3, 2013

I throw my anger in the dryer

The hum drum dryer
Richard j Heby

Non stop ringing
The hum drum dryer
life is fluff

haiku of the day (prompt "nonstop")
The dryer
SPT
SPT
Jan 7

Sew the holes in your socks
And if anything
The worse I did
Was
Forget about
The dryer

my body feels like a dryer
Broken Condom
Broken Condom
Feb 27, 2014

my head feels like a washing machine

my body feels like a dryer

repeat

into the dryer.
scar
scar
Feb 19, 2014

i do not want to sleep
in my clothes again
but i don’t have the energy
to put my pyjamas
into the dryer.

 
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