The Cleaners
By socialeaf
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We clean in lieu
of conversation,
we sweep past each other-
spectres in an untouching waltz
on finely cracked thin ice.
weightless
loveless
apart
Our flat, like lustrous crystal
in a museum of such things-
polished brilliant but unused,
to be looked at, not touched;
a home of ghosts and echoes.
dustless
lustless
empty
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A beautifully described
A beautifully described falling apart. Hermetically sealed, clipped up and washed down with antibiotics.
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There's a swiftness in the
There's a swiftness in the passing dancers.
'weightless
loveless
apart'
'dustless
lustless
empty' - nicely mirrored.
All sounds beautiful in appearance and perfectly functional, but having lost the essence of satisfaction - loveless. Excellent!
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This is a great example of
This is a great example of showing that unspoken wedge that can form in relationships. I like the form, use of words and the visual you've created through the gleaming, sparking, untouchable 'flat' like a musuem. Enjoyed and can relate to this.
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This is gut-wrenchingly sad...
... and the truth of it will lead one to weep in the situation and the soul to fall to depression.
May it change - may the emptiness find love to full it
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This icy tale of love gone
This icy tale of love gone cold is our Pick of the Day!
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I think I might have missed
I think I might have missed this first time around, so am very pleased it was picked. Brilliant, sparse, says all that's needed. Wonderful!
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