Air Max Poem by James Dylan

Today’s a day
I’ve gone through many times before
As I step inside sports store
I go straight for the range of classics
Feasting my eyes
On the latest retro air max
The colours, the air bubbles
The shape is the same
I have worn and seen many times
But like a woman and shoes
I have a fetish
And I need to add to my collection
So as I gaze around
Deciding which shoe
Is going to be taken
From the back of the room
And come home with me
Then comes the assistant
To help me
Those look great, the colours just right
The colour of those shoes
They go great with your blue jeans
REALLY
I say
White trainers go well with blue jeans
Thanks for the advice
I take my eyes off the shoe for a second
And focus on her
Taking that shoe in her hand
Caressing the laces
Stroking the sole
Her hands on the soft leather
I say yes
I like those ones
Turning my attention back to the shoes
I tell her my size
And she gets me the pair to try
I walk around in them
AAAHHH
Nothing like walking around in new shoes
I tell her there great
They go great with my blue jeans
I’ll buy them
So she serves me
And takes my money
And I receive the goods
Satisfied
At my new pair of shoes
And the assistant that served me