they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

fixing me

i'm damaged-
bruised and broken.
bleeding
bloodied
and squinting to avoid the next
B
L
O
W
but i'm facing forward
and i'm becoming familiar with what it means
to trust again

and trusting feels good
like a great new pair of shoes
- the perfect compliment to any outfit
that at the end of the day
leave my feet perfect - no blisters
just smooth skin

maybe they're red wedges
or purple pointy-toed
or plaid with a mary jane strap
that part doesn't really matter
because they are the nicest thing in my closet
and in the morning, i can't wait to put them on again.

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