I get ready for work,
once again repeating my well worn schedule.
pants.
shirt, unkempt.
the hills and valleys of the creases resonating with my soul.
emotions.
my body tight in its embrace.
a choreograpged symphony.
the world will look and see an unkempt shirt.
but I see a reflection of my soul.
tie.
socks.
shoes.
go.
ask someone about their day.