On top of a hill a few miles from the town.
Exposed long grass uncut like a frowning beard.
Yellowing from lack of water, droopy strands.
A tall isolated structure stands, a clothesline.
Standing like a skeleton in the breeze.
Empty no clothes hanging on or underneath.
A human woman stands there in sunshine.
Naked in the shape of the clothesline.
The house is oval and also empty Pulsing with magnetic energy.
Dirty clothes and blankets inside unseen.
Awaiting a non existent washing machine.
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