Women’s Shoes – Size 5
A. Pikovsky
Sometimes
I forget to remember
Like a silent-moving dream
I fade around the edges
Soft at the seams
Stiff in the heels
But there’s always a chill
Lurking behind me
Pulling wind
Through my teeth
It widens my eyes
Wake me
Wake me
Wake me
//
Touch me
(only if I allow it)
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Sometimes
I can’t remember to forget
Why I wear my skin
Thick & now
It’s plastered to my bones
Tough to chew
& hard to shed
That impulse of shame
It gets caught in knots
By my arches
I’m stumbling here / there
It’s something in this city air
The wind’s correction
With a touch of blame?
It tells me:
My smile is too wide
My voice is too loud
& now
My mouth has legs
Always
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Silence me.
Silence me.
Silence me.