The rain collects
an ocean and left bobbing boatlike an abandoned shoe swims in water that has been recycled through centuries so that it is swimming in time itself in fluid tocks and liquid ticks treading water in past and future as this water will be used again. The shoe holds in sloping insides a whirlpool of steps taken and dirt collected and combined inside thread and laces. Memories stitched in, stepped in and a future that kicked off that shoe perhaps running from a danger perhaps skipping to a lover perhaps reenacting a favorite fairytale about pumpkins and magic. Perhaps just swept off by the renewing rain Either way, a shoe sits abandoned in the gutter slowly fading until it is part of the rain itself and then reincarnated as spring shoes gracefully fall back into the gutter
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