Welcome

Sit and watch the windowed dryer,
with the clothes mutely tumbling around,
and perhaps you'll feel as I have,
insulated from the world, spinning your thoughts,
like some freewheel without a brake,
but my body does not comply long,
and soon in a stupor I lean too far one way,
and nudge the cold bus window beside me,
(yes, I am riding a bus in the moment)
and a shock of cold on my shoulder
disrupts the dull uniform temperature
within my space.

Hello again.