I have red shoes.
RED.
The color of sex.
Of fear.
Of danger.
Of signs that say. Do. Not. Enter.
Genuine Chuck Taylor hi-tops to replace my Converse One-Stars which had a tread separation that damn near broke my neck when the sole caught on the edge of a rug.
The color choice was summat forced on me because red was the only color they had in my size.
Are you going to dance the blues?
ReplyDeleteI don't think I can say I've ever had a pair of red shoes. Not even running shoes. Does a burgundy swoosh stripe count?
ReplyDeleteSince I can't find an email address around here, drop me an email? sigraybeard at gmail dot com Nothing big, just a question.