Sunday, December 6, 2009

ode to my Birkenstocks

sole-mates
i am barely clothed
in you
so easy
to slide
into
walking me
away
from suits
you've taken me
to places
high-class shoes
would fear
you relish
luscious mud &
sand & bits
of twigs
that hang on tightly
to your treads
i am besotted
Birkies
with the child
in you
who tastes &
smudges
oh you messy shoes
this simple-minded
search for ground
may wear us down
you mortal stumble-bums

Written in workshop with Melanie Almeder


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