Read Sox



It socks!

I should know

–having stepped out

in ill-suited hose

I’llI tell ya’,

not only do you wind up at a Chinese joint,

you roll out the white carpet


pile on lies

I’m thigh high with it.

It’s a run

for it

waiting to


It’s a hole

darn it

hard to climb out of,

It’s tight where the wrong place is

nets no fish

and wrong where the tight place is

–better to ditch those loose onesies

straight out’ the dryer





your line.

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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