Doing Laundry
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Laurence Overmire
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To be a serious poet
Is to continually face
The battering hand of rejection
No value placed on
Words and guts spilled
In ceremony
Onlookers indifferent to the slaughter
Toothpicks fingered between molar and gum
A burp to signal satisfaction
In dark rooms, feet propped up
Life sinks into the crevices between
Cushions
Voices from nowhere tumbling through a
Rinse cycle, drowning out
The silence.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in Illogical Muse, Summer Issue 2007)
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