My shoes and I

do my shoes walk at night

when I sleep

making no sound
without access to the world outside
wanting to go places
am I dreaming with my shoes on
going to work for example
or just lazing around on the grass
or thinking
and thinking
of treading a different path
how fast life makes us move
towards some redemption
around these familiar corners

(I will add notes to this poem later, if anyone is interested.)



    1. Some notes for better interpretation:
      I intended this poem to be an overlay of more than one poems, and if you pick out alternate lines starting with the first and second line, it would make two different poems. The last line is common to both, and to the third poem, the overlay of the other two. Hope I didn’t ruin your experience of reading the poem. Thanks.

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