An Apology To Shoes Found While In The Clutches Of A Brief Fit Of Domesticity Which Has Since Passed

I am so, so sorry

Strappy Orange and Tan Peek-a-Boo-Toe Kitten Heels

For promising you dancing

And lattes in cute cafes

And busker festivals

And dinner theatre

And strolls along the boardwalk

While I swing you from one finger 

So that you can see the lights of the night carnival

Reflected a million times upon the quiet ocean

I forgot to pack you when we went to California
Ten months ago

I have no excuse. Or reason to dust you, soooo, yeah.