SHOE
WAITING FOR THE OTHER SHOE
to drop one neon green runner still dangling
on wires since freezing february day 2013 crack
house larry has moved away also a dj 5,000 tunes
1 blaring at all times now american staffordshires
bark into starry nights +there’s no drying the tears of
hot crack wife
larry bought a bungalow down the street same car too
+look alike wife he is friendlier these days +we no longer
complain tunes now raising neighbour’s roofs yesterday
as he slouched down street pants hanging around his knees
crack house larry whispered to me:
I’ll be your your man poet climb aboard!
it’s twilight now +the last green shoe spins in wicked breeze
as old poet muses on lighting out for new territory black keys
moaning ceaselessly late august in the year twenty fifteen
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Summer 2015
