04 August 2017

Lost: Part II

Lost earrings.
Lost socks.
One match for the other
one way of making a pair work.

When one sock disappears,
what does the other do?

My lonely socks
continue getting washed.
Like the washing machine is the suspect for a disappearance.
The reason which deems the other socks' sole purpose as unnecessary.
Disregarded, in a way.
Loss of meaning and purpose.

For a sock, finding a match proves a restless cause.
There's always more cushion in a younger sock.
The seam doesn't fit quite the same from the right to the left foot anymore.
The color doesn't match.
One sock survived a load of wash that died pink.

Together, it's unnoticeable.
But there will never be another sock to match the hue so discreetly.

And while there might be another sock that can fill in on unnoticeable nuances,
that will never change a sock lost. 

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