Scene VIII:
Sullenness in Machines in Advance of Outright Rage

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WASHING MACHINE: The washing machine tosses off obscene remarks like bigots
in a snowstorm.
It whirls into deep remorse and spends the night crying.
It wants its lid raised and to hear speeches idealizing rust.
It fills with water like a trickling brook and sits waiting for you
to drop in bricks.

It has twisty daydreams and knows by name the mice snickering
on the cold floor.
Saphead.
Pimp.
Whoring bitch.
Those are its favourite words.

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