Sock Drawer Soliloquies

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Alone

Naked without a sole
to rest my head on.
Thrust aside in hopes that
I might forget the past
when I was in love
how we stayed together
her soft lips telling me
she’d love me forever.

Then I saw her paired up with another
This one cleaner
Not a dirty
Not as overused
As myself.
My perfect match,
Laying there, so close
Out of my reach

From behind the washing machine.