new shoes

for over an hour,
waiting at the bar.
hair done. new dress.
lipstick on.
staring at her watch
her phone. she
sags, wilted.
no ring, no text,
no nothing. stood up.
she sips her drink
and looks around
the room. everyone
is talking, eating.
smiling. she is adrift
as she puts down
her money, makes
her way slowly
to her car. she feels
the straps of her
new shoes cut into
her feet. it doesn't
matter.