Spin Cycle

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Fluorescent glow cuts through the downpour Machines churn like tide in a storm My joints ache with the rhythm of spin Salt air swapped for soap and warm steam Spin cycle turns the night around Water rises then drains back down Porch light swings on a rusted chain Washing clean what the rain can't stain Quarter drops in the greasy slot Drum beats heavy as harbor swell Socks tumble white as gull wings caught Steam fogs the glass where I watch them fall Spin cycle turns the night around Water rises then drains back down Porch light swings on a rusted chain Washing clean what the rain can't stain Young mother folds a tiny shirt Hands move quick as rope through a block Baby sleeps in a carrier curved She smiles tired when our eyes unlock Spin cycle turns the night around Water rises then drains back down Porch light swings on a rusted chain Washing clean what the rain can't stain Dryer sighs with a metallic breath Warm air pushes against the wet cold I rock steady watching life and death Tumble round in a metal bowl Keeper's log says the light held true Through gales that snapped the mast in two Now I tend a different flame Same steady hand same watchman's name Machines slow to a final halt Last load folded in plastic bags She nods goodbye through the glass and salt Walking out where the sidewalk drags Spin cycle turns the night around Water rises then drains back down Porch light swings on a rusted chain Washing clean what the rain can't stain Washing clean what the rain can't stain Rocking chair sighs into morning Clean clothes stacked on the wet floorboards

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