Untitled #33 / Dark Hard Dark Rubber Shoe Soles
Dark hard dark rubber shoe soles
jiggle up and down in boredom
classy, they’re the same he’ll wear
ten years from now, graduated,
at the office, still bored, wondering
where his youth went.
Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007
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