Walks of Life

There are all types of heels,

each with their own song.

Some hurried, some hollowed;

some wandered, some echoed;

some weak, felled greek

mythisized.

So, we walked and strutted

the stage of life, like Macbeth,

full of fury and sounds, inverted.

Each thud of heels full of wrath

for sounds make no imprints in earth

but merely words and remembrance.

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