in the laundry room

 

i love to do the laundry

i love to do the laundry.

i mean it. i don't mind

because i get to keep

whatever money i might find.

i know it sounds ridiculous.

i'm sure it must seem strange.

but every time i wash the clothes

i find some pocket change.

i found a dollar yesterday.

today i found a ten.

i'm certain that tomorrow

i'll find money once again.

you see, i have a strategy.

(i guess that's what you call it.)

and sometimes i just accidentally

wash my father's wallet.

by kenn nesbitt

(last monday's lunch with korrina and brian and charlotte can be found here.)

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early morning coffee shop visit:

patiently waiting . .