Socks

Getting out of bed

Is hard enough, 

But finding socks, 

Man, that's just rough!

Frantic searching,

Up,down, left,right.

Finding matches

Is a fright! 

You might find two 

That look the same,

But to your dismay,  

Your hopes were vain.

Socks haunt my dreams.

I close my eyes 

Only to find

Socks fill the sky.

They loom upon me

More and more

Closing in

Blocking the door.

"I just want a match!"

I scream.

Waking to find

I live my dream.

Why is it such

A  painful task

To find one simple

Stinking match! 

One day, I thought,

I've had enough!

This sock business

Is just too tough.

So I armed myself

And found the drawer

"You socks will have

Power no more!"

I closed my eyes

And picked two socks.

Did they match? 

No they did not! 

But I have conquered, 

For now at last,

I do not care 

If my socks match!