Today’s prompt is outside the box.

new shoes don’t take us out of the box we’re happy here, brand new as perfect as we’ll ever be don’t violate us with your stinky feet don’t destroy our perfect twinness we are each other’s ideal partner if you put mileage on us we’ll wear out, no longer new no more new shoe fragrance this is war we will fight you we’ll pinch you and blister you but treat us gently and we’ll hug you we’ll give you height we’ll let you dance or we’ll trip you up you’ll never know which until it happens better yet, leave us in the box put us on the top shelf of the closet forget about us let us rest in our perfection forever
©ARHuelsenbeck
I love your plea to stay in the box!
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Thank goodness I don’t have to wear shoes like this any more! I’ve given them all away! Thank you for sharing the wit of “this is war . . . we will fight you!”
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Lovely and quirky and fun poem.
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