suds n' duds

3 and 5 are my dryers
collecting quarters and technical information

Friday it seems is a laundry day tradition

there seems to be a humility in the laundromat,
no one can hide it
we all have dirty laundry

the Laundromat people,
open like a flower to the sun
when questioned, spoken to

at first on guard

but then, a smile, a helping hand
advice offered in kindness,

you are like me
we both have laundry

somethings soiled
to be washed and dried and folded

to take us through another week of
routines