The Echoes of a Supreme Lie
The most unsettling sound
is the sound of work shoes
pounding on a hardwood floor.
It's a sound that may harbor a hug or violence
the sound of authority and mundane chores
it's the sound of fatigue and routine
a sound without middle ground.
I grew up in dwellings where it was rule
to take our shoes off in the mud room...
So, all the footfalls sounded the same
cotton feet whispering - unthreatening
soft footsteps can harbor the echoes
of a supreme flavor of deception.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2025
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