Photo courtesy of Evangeline Vickery
Standing on disparate feet.
humming a song,
a stranger, the first I should meet.
“Where are you going?”
“I’ve no way of knowing.”
“Did you know, you have on two different shoes?”
“I sure didn’t notice.”
“You should channel your focus.”
“Thanks, next time I sure will.”
No longer a stranger,
I’m willing to wager,
as I continue humming a song.
Leaving one for the other
I’ll meet his twin brother.
And find a pair of shoes,
That will match this one.
• Inspired by E. Vickery photo
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