Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Brown eyes, skater shoes


Skater shoes climbed in my window at night
And found a home next to my converses
Skater shoes watched me learn to dance,
Tried teaching me to run instead.
Skater shoes rested at night
Cozy, next to my bed
And bare feet touched mine while the moon rose and fell
But soon those shoes wore thin;
Too much dancing.
Too much running.

Brown eyes, skater shoes; we fell in love too young

My converse learned the meaning of solitude.
Then all too easily, all too comfortably
Skater shoes were at my window again
Tracking their mud into my bed
Finding their old home next to my converses.
Bare feet danced together,
Bare feet warmed each other until the early morning.
Skater shoes stayed,
They laughed and loved.
Skater shoes were home next to my converse

Brown eyes, skater shoes; we fell in love too fast

For soon those soles wore thin
And sock feet touched the blacktop as they ran
Skater shoes danced in the night
Skater shoes danced often
Danced without my converses
Danced alone.

Brown eyes, skater shoes; we fell in love too far away

Alone, my converses quit dancing,
While skater shoes were grinded to a halt.
Desperation, necessity, and longing returned skater shoes to me.
My converses apologize.
Skater shoes promise to do better.
Brown eyes, skater shoes; we fell in love too young, too fast, too far away
Brown eyes, skater shoes; we can learn to dance again.

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