15 May

Days In The Blackberries Field 45


These nomadic shoes…
Can you take them off of me?
I ain’t gonna wander anymore, no.
This is where I wanna stay.
This is where I wanted to be.
My feet are tired.
My eyes are closed.
Give me a pillow and cover me.
Here is the key…
Please, lock the door.



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2 responses to “Shoes


    17/05/2013 at 12:48 am

    Sky, there’s a strange sense of death unwritten ~ am I wrong ?


    • Sky Vani

      17/05/2013 at 3:43 am

      I had no death on my mind except the death of wandering. Closed eyes and pillow were dream – for me, and the blanket was the safety. I guess it’s only the power of the words. Readers make their own stories and feel various feelings. My favorite songs always were those which I could fit in in many different situations and then relate to them. Somehow, I am glad that you read it in your own way.



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