This one was a heavy cycle
It starts with a machine-hard soak
and a gun-wash rinse

Clothes fly, up and down
Filling and emptying suitcases
Goodbye slaps, and welcome back
embraces

All is tense as the room
starts spinning, faster
building up pressure
heading for disaster

But that little lifesaver
The little timer
You could almost set
Your watch by her

She interrupts the final term of the cycle
taking her time with the clothes, seeing, 
that the colors are
not even bleeding.

© Alyssa Campbell
 
Day 1 | 14 November

short bio: Alyssa lives in Kelowna, Bc, Canada