Sunday settles in, and NaPoWriMo turns toward something sharper—something almost playful in its irritation. Borrowing from the spirit of Catullus and even the grumbling honesty of Charles Darwin, today’s prompt invites us to exaggerate our dislikes, to take something small and make it thunder.
Here’s mine—leaning fully into that quiet, unreasonable fury:
NaPoWriMo Day 5 – The Unforgivable Sock
I hate mismatched socks—
not mildly, not in passing—
but with a quiet, simmering certainty
that something in the world has gone wrong.
One thin, one thick—
one loud with color, one dull with sense—
a betrayal at the level of skin,
a friction no step can forgive.
Who allows this?
Who wakes and chooses chaos
for something meant to be simple,
meant to be right?
It lingers all day—
a crooked feeling,
a small imbalance
that echoes far too loud.
I would sooner walk barefoot
on cold, unyielding ground
than suffer the quiet madness
of a pair that does not belong.
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