these boots

i don't own
any boots. not
real boots.
i used to when i
was twenty
and had hair
down my back
and dressed
like a hippy
cowboy in a flannel
shirt and tight
blue jeans, i was
out on the range
riding about
in my 68 camaro,
looking for girls
who might want
to kiss me. i
had lots of
boots, ridiculous
boots, black
leather, brown,
crazy fake snake
skin boots. i
think i even
had a butterscotch
colored vest, god
help me. the
boots i have now
are rubber, or
vinyl, and i
bought them from
LL Bean, out of
a catalogue. i put
them on now when
it snows and i
need to dig
my car out. no
longer a camaro.