I Will Stay Clean
I know you only like I know the birds
Chirping outside my apartment.
I step out in my white socks,
Knowing that the ground is dirty but
Curious enough not to care.
I look around, my eyes thirsty
For the feathers that give you
But I can’t see what I need to see
To figure out where you came from or
What you do during the day or
Why you sound the way you do.
Defeated and disappointed I step back to the cleanliness of my carpet,
Take off my dirty white socks
And throw them in my hamper realizing that
My curiosity might have just ruined a perfectly good pair of socks.