Monday, May 14, 2007

b.r.o.w.n._s.h.o.e.s.

Crossing the boarder

In a placid motion

The undeniable brown shoes

Clicking on the white polish marble

May the devil be among the saint

Clandestine

Making the sinner’s music

Dragging the burning feet

Tapping with my brown shoes on

I ease my awkward feature through

Hoping the fact that with its presence I would be spare

And thus never in a compromising position

Have the brown in my shoes do the talking

Elementary

Subjectively indispensable

Last night jazz played in my head without actually being played

Posted by arqsim at 04:02:50
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