Tom Bell Poet Free verse

Laundromat Blues

I'm here do'in the wash,
I wonder where are you,
Been hearin' whispered tales,
Of how you've been untrue

Sure don't want to believe that,
Would ruin my life for sure,
If I should be so unlucky,
To find you're but a whore,

I have to wonder how
and why lately,
I get these kind of chores
Especially when I came upon
that hidden book in one of your drawers,
All about the current matrimonial laws,

If I could only launder,    
Away the fear deep in my heart,
And rinse away the aching throb
Tearing me apart,

I guess I'd feel much better,
For then I wouldn't care,
And you would write me a letter,
About how you wouldn't dare,
To break my heart, split up this, our home,
For a life in turmoil, love a'searching,
Forever on the roam.

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