Tuesday, October 13, 2009

4 minutes left on the washer



the dryer behind me waits for its next meal of denim and cotton
i lean against it
relaxed
watching the minutes on the washer

3 minutes

the wall behind the washer is green
i mean avocado green
really avocado green
not that 70's version of the same
it reminds me of guacamole
and for a minute
or just a second
i wonder what it tastes like

2 minutes

i imagine that it wouldn't taste like guacamole at all
but perhaps a strange and unusual blend of sweat and chalk
and it would be gritty
yes
and i would definitely make a face
i think it just told me to lick it
but i refuse

1 minute

if it did taste like guacamole
it would taste like the stuff
that you buy in the box at the store
not at all homemade
not worth a lick
not at all
not even close

4 comments:

kate said...

If it's lead paint, it would be sweet. And crunchy. mmmm.
Fun.

ginger said...

you ate lead paint as a kid???

kate said...

Not that I know of. But I hear things....

Jenn said...

I think I may have tossed back a few lead paint chips as a kid too. It really does explain a lot. ;-P It sounds like just for a second you were in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory with the lickable wall paper.