Labels on clothes are liable to sarcastic irony.
Sitting in the hamper, the skirt obviously needs to be soaked in water,
the pleats replete in confusion.
However,
upon opening the label, it says, “turn over for washing instructions,
on the other side”
And on turning that over,
DRY CLEAN ONLY
those words and nothing more.
Arranged like the punch-line of a bad joke, all in
capital letters.
Thus is the life of a label,
pleased to unload the amount of laundry to be loaded.
3 comments:
Woe! You sarcastic, ironic labels! Why must you torture us so?!
I think they are also maniacal and malignant; particularly on cashmere and dresses...:|
(Would you rather that people comment or be silent on poetry posts, by the way?
Comment! :) Tear them apart if you want to, help me improve! It won't hurt me deeply, I assure you. ;)
commenting : )
I loved this. It was beautiful. I am glad it was intended as poetry, because, as I read it, I thought to myself, 'self, this is a poem!'
I usually do not like or appreciate free&blank verse. but this is beautiful, like such poetry should be.
I know that that comment won't necessarily help you improve, but yay for you :)
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