There Is No Moving Out Nowhere Poem by RIC BASTASA
There Is No Moving Out Nowhere
at night the socks
sleep with the feet
and the feet sleep
pretty well with it
in the morning the
socks keep staying
there, there is no
moving out nowhere
she sees this situation
and says 'it sucks! '
quivering on such a
an unhygienic thing
on unwashed feet the
socks smell, but who
cares? their love is
strong, their bonding
pure, sticking it out
together forever....
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