last night
I felt crackly and bad
the socks were disparaging
from their rickety wicker abode
Sat slumped in the closet
waiting for you to say nice things
to pick me off of the floor of myself
I can barely leave the house when socks don't go my way
this morning i awoke to your kind gesture
of shepherding socks
tied them to apron strings
so they wouldn't be hard to find
for my lazy searching
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rickety wicker abode :)
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