Thursday, March 17, 2011

- Shoe Soldiers -

I awake. In front of my bed are
Two worn black shoes like soldiers
Pointing in opposite directions
White shorts, black stockings in juxtaposition
One slipper here, another there
Await my entry into the unknown day
The ticking clock in rhythm
Says look at me, but I am too tired
Until it is light again, I will sleep
Shoe soldiers you must wait
Until I come for you

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