Paris Cycle
bleached pathogen in the dryer.
they will dry him for days.
thoughtless serpintine chlorox.
later there will be daylight albums
and caskets.
porous paris absorbing all scented fabric .
long after jacob and the cloak of many
colors went through the spin cycle.
so strange to see camel ciggerette canoe's.
incongruent le lee leeee...
paddling .. spin.. spin .. spinning...
days and nights bleeding
color into one another.
Luanderer white, Luanderer bright
First launderer that can blight.
Some affection out of gray,
spin the cycle and turn night to day.
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