shoe asylum. blue size twelve..

having escaped the shoe asylum
the madness the noise the music
I retreated to the past
only to find it gone
Surprised and confused
I stumbled almost blindly
to find the present
blithe and indifferent in its its disregard
amidst the callous and vain
I find the smile in one
and ignite it
burning bright it lights all about it
I retreat to a safe distance
safe in the knowledge
that it will burn that little brighter
if only for today...