Dry Socks

We are surprised and why
when the crisis seems
washed away and disappeared
on the side of the road.

We can’t believe it’s real
when the number nine
cloud stares down the ennui
from rhapsodic sky.

None of us top it off
it’s coffee it’s tea
it’s the tango flavored R and B
it’s deep it’s empty.

You can act familiar
but you know you are not
this is not your home
you do not call the shots
find a dollar store and
buy some dry socks.

When the dreams take over
resist no temptation
to be honest and reverent
to be summoned and sent.

If you know what’s important
and how to be strong
you can smile and slip away
into a four day detour.

Okay what I’m stuck with
what I learned at ten
the staying and the going astray
the fray will prove the man.

You can act familiar
but you know you are not
this is not your home
you do not call the shots
find a dollar store and
buy some dry socks.

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