Shoo in…

 
My sole mate

is the only shoe I’ll ever need–

so I’ve tossed all others

over telephone lines

in swinging graffiti

without peroxide, or maybe a little, he

tingles me from

tippy tops to

toes

…..

invigorating most runs, he

under•stands my arch

sez

and never pinches

even when I’m wearin’ green

or knot

(the lace)

he has no heel whatsoever,

but plenty of platform, he

is trendy as all get out

every every day, and

I do–

walking a crooked mile

to wear he is.

a

flats out

ball.

 ©Karen Robiscoe

daily prompt: soul mate