New red fleece jacket, not yet washed,
Sloughs and sheds red snowstorm of dots,
Molts gobs and clumps of red fuzz.
Like Charlie Brown's friend Pig Pen,
Leaves behind trails and traces and
Wakes in car, coffee shop, and ferry.
Not crisis, just momentary annoyance.
Rectify confettied slacks with wet washcloth,
But never, ever wear jacket again until
Washing machine and dryer purge detritus and debris,
Hopefully not hopelessly clogging machines
Beyond further and future helpful use.
Ann Beth Blake
(c) September 26, 2014