Laundry blues

Posted byEugene HardyPosted inPersonal Journal, Poetry, ProseTags:, , ,

This morning my
laundry bag developed
a large hole,
spilling my
clean laundry
as I crossed
a busy street.

After I dried
I discovered three
socks missing….

But life ain’t hard….. it’s the living that
will kill yah’!

Published by Eugene Hardy

Learning how to be a better human being through poetry, prose and my journal. Still working on a better life in San Diego, CA..... Truth is, I am just another human among eight billion other folks on planet Earth. I've been told that my poetry is dark. I practice poetry.