drifting

compelled to pen
this quiet life

the kenmore
is spinning

the ringing is so loud
I can't believe you don't hear it too

in this strip of light
the world narrows
to these two feet
rubbing arch
against arch

where's my camera?
think I'll take a picture of that shadow on the wall
and stow it for later
when I am dry and drifting


c copyright by Jenn Weinshenker