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Death and Clean Laundry

I left your cup
next to the sink -
it’s empty, like me
it needs to be
cleansed,
given a fresh start
but I’m not sure
I believe
in new beginnings
anymore

I put your clothes away,
as if freshly starched
shirts and clean socks
will bring you back;
you left your laundry  
in the dryer again,
wrinkling in stagnancy
and weight;
it took me months
to touch it

always in a hurry,
you never even bothered
to say goodbye,
instead you just vanished;
it’s incredulous, like you’ve  
been raptured away
in the middle of a
Wednesday afternoon,
all your worldly
possessions just  
left behind,
like me

 

Written by LunaGreyhawk (Jenn_Leigh)
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