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Paul J Penton – Songwriter
“Release the Muse”
Washing Machine – Daily Object Writing Sept 24
Even though it’s environmentally friendly I’m going to have to change that brand of washing powder I use. I forget until I open the lid and dig in the petite plastic scoop and happen to breathe – there’s a causticness in the air and a door slams shut at the back of my throat and breathing is temporarily suspended. Lately to counter this it’s a case of holding my breath while I scoop it out and then take a dash to the kitchen for air and another gobfull of oxygen and then slam the clothes in and get the lid down quick.
I feel sorry for the clothes as if I’m sending them on a space mission or into some time travel journey. The inside of the machine is sparkling chromalloy, punched with drainage holes, it seems futuristic as if it’s a portal to another dimension, maybe that’s where the lost socks go?
Above the caustic fumes of the enviro friendly powder I pile in the clothes, they are dead bodies of the weeks indulgences. I select the ‘normal’ cycle, the machine beeps at me. High water level , beep, Econo-wash, beep and then the ‘go’ button. Inside a Niagra falls of water powers in over the clothes which are drowned in the dissolving flakes of snowy powder until the correct water level is reached, The machine then clicks into operation , it wrings from side to side, putting the clothes through a torture chamber of stretches and groans until part A is complete then it’s another round of hissing and filling before the machine starts an attempt at the land speed record. It spins up slowly eventually hitting high speed with a resonating whine. Is this where the parallel universes collide and the socks disappear?……….