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Nov 2018
Goodbye old friend
it's time again
for me to buy another ferry
to watch the world go by in

the seasons have battered us both
I have wrinkles now
and so do you

You were there
when I looked down
to think about
what I'm goin through

However, the cow leather
weathered the summer's swelter for this long
but can't extend so we can march through winter together.
I'll never sink again into my bed
feet naked,
still thinking of made memories in spades

with you stinking there beside me

An echo of the chapter
where gravel patches have tried me

A step over the road
on the bridges burnt behind me

A leftover sound now
of wooden heels through worn rubber
ringing through the halls of a hospital
stomping to a "maybe I lost it all"
to watch the oxygen drop

stop and pray to promise
that I would pay any cost and bawl, waiting.

But now she's hardly "baby"
she's got so tall

She's staying on her shoes
cause she prefers more to walk than crawl

All I wanna say is I'm amazed at how the days have passed
marking time by boot step, loose in a haze to grasp
choosing every stride with a mind on the flash I have
while each second's shorter than the last.
This is a eulogy for my boot. So I need to buy some new boots I guess.
Aaron E
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Aaron E  27/M/West Virginia
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