Day Twenty Seven
HER MADE UP WORLD
Her made up world
of shopping for shoes/ Under the bed she has continents of them/ Amazonian rain
forests full of knee high boots/ Islands the size of Timbuktu stuffed with
carrier bags/ And receipts for stiletto’s that she’ll never wear/ I went to
visit her once and she took an hour to find an odd shoe/ It was under the bed
after all she said when I asked/ I spent the day with her and she changed her
shoes nine times/ Under the mattress her high heels peep up like Nepalese peaks/
Lower down in the Antarctic of her dreams beneath the floorboards/ And the
permafrost the pure lake water is double maybe triple distilled/ For people
like me who always thought shoes were just for walking/ She says No, shoes are
for wearing sometimes, but mainly for keeping for life/ If you don’t believe me
ask Imelda Marcos just don’t let the termites flood in/ 270416
The prompt at
NaPoWriMo today was to write a poem with longer lines than usual.
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