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  • Open Daily: 10am - 10pm
    Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm

    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
The Ode To Muddy Boots: A Poet's Journal

The Ode To Muddy Boots: A Poet's Journal

Eve, Alyssa

Paperback

General Poetry

ISBN10: 1304819272
ISBN13: 9781304819277
Publisher: Lulu.com
Published: Jan 24 2024
Pages: 74
Weight: 0.23
Height: 0.18 Width: 5.50 Depth: 8.50
Language: English
Kid, people are breaking their backs for those dollar bills you're breathing up your nose. Awake, unaware, I stare out the glassy window screen. Where have you been? (Where have you bean?) He quips. His shoes, unclean, boots to bear the brunt of a days hard work. So I stare him up and down like a jerk. What are you doing at my door? I find my insecurity lying on the floor. Befuddled- begging to ask about your falling mask of sobriety. Why do I? Oh, why do I support your special type of negligence? It's been six months since we last spoke... The ode to muddy boots- Hey man, here's a buck if you're down on your luck. I'm curious, does he think I don't know? I can't see? A dusty nose- rail thin- skin and bones. Boy, when's the last time you had a decent meal? I pull you in- for a second let's get real. Have you seen yourself lately? Tell me, what's the deal? Seems to always be- some girl broke your heart. He takes a bite of broccoli and begins to sing his sad love song once again. Empty plate filled again, starving for a future he will never see without the ability to keep his nose clean.

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