Relaxed in pose
and dangling precariously
on the line,
the freshly hung laundry
schemed of ways
to encourage my attention.
But I did my best
to overthrow
each word.
Yet, something invisible
was expressed
within that breathless
atmosphere.
They say
it is the minute details
of our lives out of which
the larger meanings emerge –
where creative expression
bides its time.
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