The old running shoe
After decades of miles
wrinkled
worn out
stringless
laid in the corner
of a deserted room
among other cast-off
mouth opened wide
starved for companionship
tongue stretched long
tried to talk to somebody
dark, hollow eyes
lined up for attention
once
ran marathon
climbed mountain
hiked
jogged
now
lonely
useless
forgotten!
Thulan
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