is the breeze
which lofts and wafts us
as we meander
in the tumbler
of a washing machine
often without detergent
who is in control
the machine
the electric
the eclectic
inanimate elements
even thinking about it
I am tumbling
and more
gasping for air
if you are not
join
if you are
howdy
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