Sunday 14 October 2012

SHOES


my shadow on the bridge is suit shaped
silhouette with a Heisenberg hat

my satchel is Finnish/made in the 80s
and
my mind; a very present day Scream

bright shoe shop window on the north shore 
yells irrelevance at me

the
shiny
shoes
on
stands
are the MOST trivial things ever 

i am angered by it - FUCKING SHOES/JESUS!
and
i
stomp
and
limp
thru the building site City of dug holes and new swelling towers
to
escape on a train
with four seconds to spare

all the long journey home 
(the train fills and empties and fills and empties)
i think about shoes

and how 
of all the evils of consumer capatalism
the
ready
availability of such a base essential is actually commendable

not so long ago
everybody
had just one pair of shoes/if that

and
i
got unworn trainers in the bottom of the wardrobe
waiting for their moment

whatever that means

anyway



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