Monday, June 27, 2011

An Ode to my New/Old Running Shoes

O Mizuno
How beautiful is your Wave Nirvana 6
How sprightly the colors
How happy the midsole

Shining and new
You arrive from
So much better than your version 7 sibling
With your failure to clip-clop clip-clop

Where shall we go
O Wave Nirvana 6?
What roads shall we conquer together?
My feet encased in gleaming silver mesh?

How I loved your forerunner
My flaming orange Nirvanas
They served me well in snow and mud
Then, reborn, live on as recycled track

I shall love you
I shall help you meet your destiny
You shall help me meet mine
O Wave Nirvana 6

1 comment:

  1. I love this! Will you compose a sonnet to the new shoes I bought so they stop being stupid?