Now I'm no expert
but I reckon
these aforementioned hosiery items
are non-gender-specific
When, in the drawer,
you find one unpaired
you don't think, left / right
you think, unmatched
you think, commonly not-solo
and perhaps, logically,
through normative familiarity
reasonably extended
you think, waiting
waiting for its other half
Don't give a shit about socks myself
solo or paired
Come see me
or write
~ ~ ~
My picture is of Blake's dividers –
the right point, a few weeks hence
the left, back a month or two,
or more, maybe
How far into the past do you want to go
The danger when wringing out
the best from history
is dryness
Many are not so lucky –
a fractured dream, dwelt in,
not ditched, replaced –
doesn't give much to remember