heheh So much truth! Where do those socks go? Seriously.
I love the dreamy speculation here - the loneliness and the acceptance of the unknown. "...the agitation and tumble" is a lovely phrase. I think, personally, you might have been better served to write this as two paragraphs rather than as a poem, but it's still a wonderful image.
Haha! I always picture them plotting their escape from the vicious washing machine :) This made me chuckle!