womb with a view
back in the womb of the laundry room
the washing machine all sloshing and boom
the duvet downs the colds undone
re-entry countdown just begun
the waters break
in tears for goodness sake
the tumble dryer
the breathings higher
and higher things
the mangle brings
as down you slide on to the floor
no more no more
i just can’t take it any more
gas and air
and then you’re there
the boiler ignites
everything’s all right
it was all just a swoon
in the womb of the laundry room
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