Monday, December 14, 2015

Ambition Shoes

Walked away and forgot its shoes,
leathered shoes screaming,” What the hell am I to do?
I have no feet to move!”

Feet left cool kicks,
like on a pc - disappearing tool-tips.

Brown and tan a cow’s hide,
leather shoes was the result of a cow’s chide.

Rubber soles stationary, like blubber goals,
too fat to go,
so the show never goes on the road.

Creased and weathered-soon,
these shoes are not leaving the house,
like the time jail housed Reese Witherspoon!


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