Wash me
I’m stained
Worn out
Drained
Troden in
Scooped
South
Burnt in
Dripping
Out
…
Broken in boots
Longing to be new
Peeling sores
and thin
where the toes have rubbed in
…
Crooked sole
keeps you from walking straight
carrying the weight of every pavement
…
A foot print waiting to be filled
…
I want to be new
greeting the floor for the first time
clean
with optimisim
…
But even new blisters
…
You either wear down the shoe
or it wears in you.
Peace Of Mind 