Cinderella Situation



there is something

totally unnerving to me

about a single abandoned shoe

in a parking lot.



where is the other one?



where is the foot- the owner?



when did this happen?



did the person have to hobble off?



They had to notice they lost a

shoe, right?



was it a Cinderella situation?

did someone race home before midnight-

lest be shamed?

would it be best if I tried the rottenflop

on every maiden’s foot in the land?



was the person kidnapped?

were they forcefully abducted and

torn away from this life-

into a sack,

calling the four walls of a car trunk

home?

are they waiting for a chance of escape

or

for the final release from ongoing pain

and terror

forever unknown to me?



so many **** questions

but the intrigue, it lingers-



did the person lose it out of a moving

car?

kicked their leg in summer bliss to the beat of song

and laughed about it later,



or



was someone fed up with the ill-fitting shoe

and chucked it,

and are now being forced to wear a mismatched pair

now that the anger has worn off

and the embarrassment has set in?



was the person crazy?

one of the many escaped or released patients

from the blocks and blocks of hospitals downtown

frothing with fading restraining medication,

and frenzied with ****** motivation-

barking at people in a single scuffed shoe-



I just realized that I still haven’t left my

car,

and have been only staring at this **** flip flop-

for a time longer than anyone should, but



it looks…chewed?



Is the owner even still alive?