Hunt The Slipper
He is a riddle to the cracks of the sidewalk.
A mystery for the street lamps.
They pound down their signal
on his backpack of stones.
You better watch your step, boy.
Time to hunt the slipper.
Watch the princess fall.
Time to hunt the slipper.
At the Cinderella mall
He watches her close
the sliding steel door.
She click clacks down cement.
Turbulent logic it’s overthrowing his honor.
You better watch your step, boy.
Time to hunt the slipper.
Watch the princess fall.
Time to hunt the slipper.
At the Cinderella mall.
