Dancing shoes

Unworn dance shoes

A fractured structure of shredded soft lace,
Of fabric torn beyond comprehension;
Bloodied and stained in state of denial,
A smashed reflection of old broken dreams.

Of worn green glass no longer transparent,
Remnants of mottled phlegm upon its edge;
A past cascaded to lie in silence,
Upon the soles of unworn dancing shoes.

Confusion - a rampant player of dusk,
As darkness settles on mornings harsh loss;
And whispers converge into tortured hell,
Delicate hope crushed into nothingness.

Heated tears upon cheeks of disbelief;
Dark pit of loss, a labyrinth of regret.

~Lannet sept 5th 2006~


With this, I herewith bid the posh Latin dancing shoes adieu. May her past rest in peace upon her soles.....

And now, allow me to present the successor, the chic line dance boots

May u bring accomplishments and contentments throughout ur "tenure". Lead ur capacity well and thou shall be valued. Do not fail ur subject but lead her to greater heights...

Ye shalt deliver.