We sat on the grey, dust covered shelf of Russell’s.
Day after day, sets of eager eyes would admire us:
giddy children, eager teenagers…
Yet, why did nobody want us?
We sat together, for months and months,
asking each other that same question.
Even the crisp white sticker marked ‘REDUCED’,
was not enough to ****** some curious being.
Until, one day in late August, our luck was changed.
We were wrapped in rustling tissue paper and tucked safely into a box,
ready to start our new life.
We were rejuvenated, relieved and renewed.
We gleamed with pride as the girl pranced up and down
the cream and beige tiled floor of her kitchen,
proud to reveal us to the world.
Her very own set of Ruby Woo jewels on her feet.
We carried her through splashing rain, and resentful snow,
we have roamed through Europe, and her own native Isle.
She never failed to love us and care for us,
our destiny was fulfilled, and we left our print on the soils of this world.

she's a good girl
in a pair of docs
still she doesn't know
what it means
to be a paradox