April 23, 2007
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Remember when you open the box
draw tissue paper aside
breathe the sharp new scent
leather upper, stacked heel
stiletto silhouette,
this is not the slipper
Cinderella wore across the floor
to kiss her fellow.
This is just a shoe in a box
at a department store.
No magic wand will trace an
arc of sparks across impossible blue sky
to buckle it in place.
You will draw your card from your wallet
and slide it to the point of sale.
Because in modern times, we know
it's all about head over heels.
Comments (6)
Clever with a hint of naughty...
now that's some damn fine poetry!
Ahh, sounds like it's more heels over head--at least, that's the way it always is for me when scenes like this happen.
oh.
my.
is it hot in here?
"No magic wand will trace an
arc of sparks across the impossible blue sky
to buckle it in place."
What an incredibly lovely line!
Ahh, Lady - nevermind heels. It's the alliterative word that slays me. Stilletto silhouette; arc of sparks - PERFECT!
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