how can one stray sock make me undone? <br />I spied it underneath our unmade bed <br />and I realized it was all I have left of you. <br /> <br />I crawled into the land of dustbunnies <br />to retrieve the hidden treasure <br />then I found the matches to burn it. <br /> <br />I need no trinkets or discarded clothes <br />because the evidence you left behind <br />was one broken heart. <br />1-22-08 <br /> <br />This was written for someone I know who just found out her husband was sleeping with her best friend. May they reap what they have sown.<br /><br />shannon wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-can-one-stray-sock-make-me-undone/
