Why do we want our shoes to match?
Our gloves?
Our socks?
Earrings?
One day I’m leaving the house in two different color sandals.
The gold Havaianas and the green cactus Havaianas.
Can I buy them like this?
Where are the shoes that tell a story from left to right?
You could wear a comic book on your feet.
You could walk with one foot blue and one foot a forest scene.
One text and the other fur.
One poetry, one flowers.
Olive and pink camouflage.
Or is this too much for our brains?
A short circuit. A glitch.
Do different color feet signal an infection, a problem, a crisis?
A mother’s scolding.
Or is this matching thing a result of marketing? Tooling? Factory machines?
When my daughter goes to school in two different color socks, I don’t stop her, because why shouldn’t she?
Why do we need our limbs to match?
Are we so boring as a species to think one glove couldn’t be a completely different color than the other?
Why do we care so much?
Who would we whisper about?
If the structure is the same, couldn’t the colors change?
Like us.
THE END
Now You
It’s been a while since I’ve shared a simple poem. I hope you enjoyed it.
What did this poem bring up for you?
Do you own two pairs of shoes, gloves, or earrings in different colors?
Would you like to dress more expressively?
How do your clothes reflect your personality?
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I hope I can stop caring about matching shoes and socks one day! Inspiring poem!
that asymmetry gotta hit aesthetically tho