my friend Bridgette is heading
to Holland
for a vacation, so i ask
her to pick up a pair of those
wooden shoes they make over there.
she says okay, and takes
down my size.
maybe a half size larger,
I tell her.
I could put cotton in them
to keep my feet from blistering.
I have rather long toes.
good idea she says. what color?
hmmm. maybe a dark
mahogany, with a matte finish.
easy on the polyurethane.
got it she says.
maybe i'll pick up a pair too
and we can go
dancing in them.
can't wait, I tell her.
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