When you hang your clothing
You pray for any sign
Of bioluminescence,
artificial shooting stars

Turtleneck washed out first
Cotton over scars,
Pencil on the paper
Lightbulb coloring a 

Galaxy of soaps and suds
Acrid dirt and fraying buds
Torn canvas and spoiling goods
Dirty water, splashing mud

And

Laundry is so good
When you can use a drying machine
To choke and smother me
Yeah, laundry is so go-od
Laundry is so good-

So shut and lock the door,
Silent like before.