I Mean What I Mean

If Roman sandals could carry a world
over heaps of diamonds, I would
sketch the scene
on the side of a box of pears.
I mean what I mean:
Excelsior Interruptus brand pears,
or World Beater, maybe,
the sandals slicked with rain,
the pears spotted with sun,
the box forgotten in your attic
until one day you find it
while looking for something else.




Catching up from travel. A Poetic Asides prompt from a few days ago (footwear).


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