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[hotfudgewaffle]

I stood for awhile
shoe in hand, looking
for the other before
I realized it was on my foot.

Quiet, it's just been
that kind of a day.

But outside the street lamps
were lit and what was left
of the sun lay pink in the puddles.

I have something simple
to say to you. It feels like
putting one foot in front
of the other. I guess I'll start
by asking “Walk with me?”
and wait, patient,
for your answer.