Socks

Socks when you buy them
come packaged as twins,
identical each to it's brother.
So why is it then
when I look in my drawer
not one sock resembles another?

Who can imagine the forces at work
that beget such great variation-
from washday to washday they must undergo
some form of genetic mutation.

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