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Requim For An Aging Shoe

I felt so new.
So crisp, and fully saturated

Now I am worn.
Weary.
Faded.

A year is not a long time,
Relatively, for a human.
But it is for a shoe.

I remember running...
Dancing...
Being untied.

I don’t even look good anymore.

Take me to the gallows!
To the electric chair!
To both;
To the telephone wire!
I would rather hang, singed hourly by electricity,
Like a leather Prometheus,
Than be neglected;
Unnoticed,
Any longer

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  • sillysmile
    November 9
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    hahaha, this is an interesting and insightful perspective, that we very likely would not contemplate
    the poor used and forgotten shoe (a pair of my own shoes are hanging above the telephone wire outside my house)
    thankyou for entering this contest and good luck