I’m walking down the corridor
in my zig zaggy socks
just me and my sturdy side kick.
I admire how slender, sturdy he is.
I like his bling though it’s not the sort
I would covet.
His face I like, its open and informative,
the moving lights that run across his lips
showing someone is home,
that I’m being monitored.
Hey! I’m here for you.
Walk on brother,