opening my attitude in
the opportunity shop
they fleeced me for a tenner,
for the leather, but not fine leather,
and just my kinda high.
i wear them to kick arse places
where they keep my cool
and know just when to release
from the sticky carpet.
they know how to keep the beat
from sad tunes by seedy songwriters
to screaming jesus & his vomit clan posse.
they form a posture that holds
me rock steady in the steamiest
of situations.
stomping makes them smarter,
they remember who, what, where,
always ready to defend injustices,
they are more than a metaphor
with the soul of the boxing glove.
And that's just what they'll do!
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