Don't look at me now
As I'm stepping through the doorway
My laces are thrown
In a quandry of sorts
The ocean touches my feet
Because I am so handsome
The bombs of time are thrust
Towards me
Don't scream at me
I'm only a shoeshine
Whose ears fall deaf
After the loud crash
The soles of my feet
Are like butter with pancakes
I play my fat banjo
Like golden-haired angels
I remember a song
From years ago
I stare at the words
Although I don't know
I can see you lurking in the shadows
The song is
Nearing its end
As glistening footsteps
Trance down the
Once-glistening beach
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