For Sale. Uggs. Worn-torn.

Once, I looped the laces through your shoes
And tied two beautiful bows
For our early-morning walk through those
looping paths

Once, I moved your shoes from your shelf
And hid them in your bathroom
For a pair of worn-torn Uggs
To take their place

Forgive me for the unforgivable.
It seems I got off on the wrong foot!

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But I Must Also Cry It Like A Man.