After Retreat
- At July 23, 2017
- By drynick
- In Reflections
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Loading dark clothes
into the wash, I check
for rogue tissues lurking
in unremembered places.
Finding one soft suspect
in the pocket of my meditation
jacket, I feel a small surge
of pride in my mindful activity.
Until later, when unloading
the drier, I find a white filigree
of shredded tissue adorning
the entire heap of tumbled clothes.
Picking off the endless
little bits as I fold the load,
I smile in amazement
at the cleverness of tissues
and my apparently unlimited
capacity for self deception.
Follow David!