The cup slides across the marbled counter top
The screeches resonate in my ears only
Resembling that of fingers on a chalk board
These pitchy screams miniscule
I worry about far greater things
Those who are curious
Curious towards the origination of their next metal
Curious about life and it's end
Curious about things irrelevant to out age
We grow fast
Necessity demands it
I used to play
Now I drive
When I used to reside in the fields
Never thinking I would be contained to a desk
My shoelaces told me the other day
They had seen too much of the gas pedal
Not enough grass
Not enough dirt
Not enough sun
Their absence reminds of more joyous times
Shoes now flop and flail
Useless
I wonder how they are
Are they happier than I
Maybe they have found anther pair of shoes
"My shoelaces told me the other day that they had seen too much of the gas pedal"
ReplyDeleteI never would have thought of that and I think that's awesome.
Love this.
I like this a lot. Personifying shoelaces is super clever and original. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThe older we get the more this becomes true. Give us the keys and our bikes are abandoned. The more we grow the more energy we lose. As we grow older the less our shoes get worn down and the less we notice and its sad.
ReplyDeleteWhoa. This is sneaky good. (I heard that description about the Buffalo Bills, and I think it applies to this post as well.)
ReplyDelete"I used to play
Now I drive"
That is so simple, but really it says everything.
I've never cared about shoelaces, but I think I do now. So that's something.
This isn't creative. And by creative, I mean plagurized(I don't know how to spell that word.) Anyway. This is something totally different and that's really cool.
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