Red Boots

I put on these working boots
I lift a crowbar of choice
Maybe also a nice red one

I strain my non existant muscles
I pull my darkness away
I pull away
the crumbling wood

some panels don't want to leave
don't want to cooperate
with my flimsy arms
and my brain wants to give in

But my spirit ,
my soul
it dances
it tugs

These red boots
keep me working



"until my arms drop off"
or the panel does


by ian

(inspired by Kate Bush - Red Shoes and Hans Christian Anderson story)

photo by Ellen