Dryer
This seemingly permanent revolution,
this engine turning over endlessly,
full of metallic bonks, clatter of button,
and a low rumbling burden, lets us see
its wry internal rough-and-tumble—arms
and legs like wrestlers or fierce fighting dogs,
wet, leaping, twisting in mid-air, blurred forms
plunging in and out of knots that flog
themselves and radiate more heat than light—
lets us see it all through this round porthole
window to the inner life, this insight
too true, however dry, however droll.
Plume: Issue #132 August 2022