Laundromat Sonata

Thump, thump, thump must be sneakers in the dryer. Clunk, clunk, clunk washers changing cycles. Musaks in the laundromat make it impossible to read that novel which had you spellbound, but you brought it and found the metallic clattering kachung, kachung of the change dispenser (souding like winning slot machines) is not music to read by. Thump, clunk, kachung Wet mops that are hung to drip on the pop-splattered floor. Running, yelling kids or zonked-out junkies bid for your attention. Attention! Attention! We're doing laundry in here, this is not a reading room with soap overflowing, and the clothes still wet after the dryer ate your last cent. Thump, clunk, kachung. Lets get finished with this chore and get the _ _ _ _ out the door!