LOST SOCK

LOST SOCK

lost sock
damp sponge
wet
   blanket

cold
fish

I see your name up
in lights however
straining my eyes
to read
the letters
from my worm’s eye
view so close to the ground

your
    vapid theme

unless I am
missing something, actually,
missing
             everything

the meaning of a poem
still escaping me
                   still seeming
like something
magically
     conjured out
              of thin air

cannot imagine how
hard I would lose, how
shown up
I would feel going
      one on one, head
to
  head with you

seriously needing
     to improve my game

pump up
my action not

to feel so steamrollered
when your next
exquisite
      petite volume
voluminously appears

lost sock
damp sponge

      even if I should win
no achievement here