Clothing Zoo
I know this is a cumbersome
way to describe untidyness
but,
these clothes loitering about
with the howl of infamous popularity
are bugging me
Shoes that kick my conscience,
socks flying away,
growling as they've been
mistreated by the dirt,
well my feet enjoyed their service,
so my laziness cares less
in negligence
The beauty of my bedsheet,
imprisoned by wreckless wrinkles,
wrinkles of an eighty year-old lady,
surely, carelessness has made
it old, before time
well the laundry basket
sit there, dejected,
because it feels so sorry
that we're enemies
The washing machine
just shakes it head,
wondering how it will puke,
when my dirty clothes
come for a sanitry visit!
By Kakraba Afful
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