Have you seen
A washing machine
When it rattles and rocks
When it opens up a portal to
The land of missing socks

In the middle of its spin
Vibrating violently
A washing machine
Can tune itself in
To this land’s frequency

A glowing portal opens up
In the middle of the drum
An escape route for
Adventurous socks
But it’s only big enough for one.

The Land of Missing Socks - A short funny poem about unfindable footwear