@termiboy 31 August 2021 more from that month

Cordwainer(Cobbler)

I pare the pale leather lurking behind or 'neath the sole of shoe kneading a knack for a mended mullock to get a gaze of owl owning the labyrinth of laces felt a foofaraw one rope in other rope tightening tactic, polished posterior and toe cap — vacuum venders or passersby paint the shoe's so(u)le dipped in dirt and doubts meeting muses or poet's poignant persona propounding the inked irises which churned and now chomping the skin of sole, it somewhere triggers and tussle my thoughts I weave walnut wooden wool in their insoles I collect crisp feathers and feelings from their footsteps and they be all smiles like a screaming syllable or a poem paving a hiraeth of heavenly he(art).