the dryer

loose change kept rattling ’round in the dryer…amongst underwear…old colored socks…blouses she wore…

he kept hitting the MORE DRY button just as it was ’bout to end…wanted the music to continue…

just sat there…listening…to quarters…dimes…some pennies wrapped in lint…roll ’round…

he just didn’t like silence…

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The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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