Ode to my Sandals
This is a poem I wrote in 1999 while living in LA with a newly aquired pair of sandals.
ODE TO MY SANDALS
Pinky toes hidden by flesh-color, adhesive bandages
Walking to a funky off-beat rhythym which I can't even hear.
These hides that separate me from the earth Epitomize the Germany from which they came
-- tough unforgiving bastards
When oh when will these leather monsters concede and conform to my foot
The war is raging. My feet bruised and battered
But still I press on.
Walking miles on concrete, dirt and stones
My little soldiers will never yield, never surrender.
One day. Oh one day these sandals will be conquered--WILL BE COMFORTABLE!
Pinky toes hidden by flesh-color, adhesive bandages
Walking to a funky off-beat rhythym which I can't even hear.
These hides that separate me from the earth Epitomize the Germany from which they came
-- tough unforgiving bastards
When oh when will these leather monsters concede and conform to my foot
The war is raging. My feet bruised and battered
But still I press on.
Walking miles on concrete, dirt and stones
My little soldiers will never yield, never surrender.
One day. Oh one day these sandals will be conquered--WILL BE COMFORTABLE!
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