Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Rubber Soul

Walked upon, tread down,
Stomped, stamped, and stabbed.
Daily the sole is weathered,
Torn, attacked, and ground.
Tattered and thin,
Whole sole filled with holes.
Viewable appearance: pristine,
Masking the pitiful unseen state.
Run-down,
Life etched in worn contours.
The sole is wholly
Used up;
Its purpose fulfilled
In expiration. Ω

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