my shoes are loved
once a pearl white
now a bruised and beaten smear of charcoal
the concrete that i dance upon though, seems to be further gone
the pebbles and rocks alike
which are impelled from their home as i sway
nine and a half inch, worn, and torn street painted authentics
stomp and ruin in every step they take
i destroy their homes
in return they bring me to mine
as the tinted rough shaped pebbles fly
i'm introduced to tall green grass
grown almost above my black and blue knees
the music stops and i'm frozen
four square white walls and a yellow door
the weeds are mostly grown over
but a path of cobblestone is awake
the music becomes faint again as i move closer
as i look behind me to thank the pebbles
i realize the grass is angry
once a friend hugging my knee,
now glares and grows like wildfire that pierces above my eyes
the cobblestone becomes taller and i race to meet my yellow savior
grass weeps and wraps himself around my legs
i tear myself free and never look back
grass cries out and i free myself once again
i fight with cobblestone and turn red
cobblestone meets the stairs with two wooden banisters
one wrecked and split like the homes of the pebbles
the yellow savior welcomes me home
a shimmering familiar darkness
where stars burst to create fireworks
and with deep craters comfortable enough to sleep in
i'm ready to be reunited with the love i was given at birth
the music pierces
i don't recognize the inside
indistinguishable faces
a faded beige
and frames that no longer fit gawk
"this isn't mine?" i think to myself
i prepare myself for battle and leave my moon behind
cobblestone has become his own size
and grass tamed
"i'm sorry"
i whisper to the pebbles as i dance away
