Lint Trap Light

by clippedtrust · 11/03/2026
Published 11/03/2026 19:34

The hum, a drone,

Hot breath of steam, alone.

Yellow light, stark, clean.

A quiet, waiting scene.


Denim tumbles, heavy beat.

A man folds a shirt, so neat.

Lint trap, grey,

a stranger's fleece.

I watch my clothes spin, seeking peace.

#domestic life #inner peace #laundry #ritual #solitude

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