how silly

how silly
i take my own life
and rub it ‘gainst the washboard
killing germs for another day,
how silly
we squeeze our hearts dry
and hang them on clotheslines
to lounge under the breezy sun
how silly,
you bundle your life together
then repackage to make us all
wait in line for your touch
again

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