In the dryer

I found a list In my coat pocket Three eggs, tape, and socks From the laundromat You left your name On the dryer sheet Like a little ghost In the lint and heat And I laughed out loud At the stupid truth We all lose things Then find a clue Quarter in the dryer Turn, turn, turn Quarter in the dryer Watch the small wheel burn Little thing, big liar You still make me search Quarter in the dryer That’s how I learn Your blue hoodie came Back one sleeve short I wore it home Like it was a sport In the corner booth With the sticky table I counted change Like a bedtime fable And every spin Told me plain What falls apart Can come back changed Quarter in the dryer Turn, turn, turn Quarter in the dryer Watch the small wheel burn Little thing, big liar You still make me search Quarter in the dryer That’s how I learn If I miss you, fine I miss the mess The coin, the hum The stubborn dress Quarter in the dryer Turn, turn, turn Quarter in the dryer Watch the small wheel burn Little thing, big liar You still make me search Quarter in the dryer That’s how I learn