Thursday, February 16, 2012

Crumpled Sock

Today is a crumpled sock. Wooly with muted rainbow stripes,
of chocolate, mint green, and
yellow crunch.

Acknowledge your crumpledness,
crumpled sock. Stretch out,
Smooth your wrinkles, pick off the lint.

Face the day—in all your crumpledness!


Vincent said...

I shall, dear Rebb. Just as I face this night in all its crumpledness, or mine. It is hard to encompass crumpledness in oneself. Such writing is a good way in.

Rebb said...

Ah, dear Vincent, I send a smile your way...all the way to your side of the world where the stars shine, as the sun shines here.