I wrote this :-)

To the athletic man in runner's pants I met at the Laundromat—

I apologize for making your whites stiff because I was absent minded and did not bring dryer sheets.

(You impressed me when I asked to borrow one of yours and, realizing it was the last of the box,

You stabbed its middle with your house key, slinked in your index finger and ripped it in two offering me half.)

I apologize for the destruction I caused and for making you suffer a week of rough undershirts on your back

and for gawking as you folded your stiff briefs in public without shame and for my stiffened nipples, aroused by your non-chalance.

by Tim Sisk