I was asked to be a bit more proactive in my warnings when my thoughts are not all happy, happy… Proceed at your own risk…
I tried on your shoes today
the ones with all the holes
in the toes and heels and soles
and covered in filth unknown.
They tell me to truly understand,
I need to do this. You know…
walk in someone else’s shoes?
For a mile or so… or less.
I went about a hundred feet
and I could feel the tongue
twisted over and tucked under,
I started to adjust it out...
but then I thought... No!
This is dumb. I have my own shoes
and they are much nicer and cleaner
than these ridiculous things.
I took them off and tossed them.
They landed in the gutter
by the curb where you had been
sitting quietly smoking weed.
I don’t want to understand
I don’t want to carry that load
It’s not that I don’t care,
it's that I don’t have the will.
I walked away and as I turned
from that street to another
I saw you sneaking back,
squatting to reclaim your shoes.
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Cheers!