Shoes
Thinks!
Cinderella has a lot to answer for!
Kings Road Chelsea
Saturday morning
My partner had disappeared
Into the gaggle of women
At a shoe sale
Forlornly standing at the entrance to the shoe shop
Feeling irrelevant
Despondent
A displaced person
after all women don’t buy shoes for men!
Standing out front
Caught in the eddy
Between the street currents
And the surge
The laminar flow
of the
Shoe trap
A long central entrance
With display windows either side
Skimming
Obsessive compulsive
Resurgent women
Into
Bliss
The heaven of a shoe sale
Like sticky paper in a fly trap
Standing
Swaying
Like a reed in the current
A fixed mesmerised stare
Watching the passing parade
Musing to myself
of course!
Raising myself to my full height
Hands behind my back
Trying to be above it all
My nose above the current
I was then joined by another
Desolate male
In a stripped blue and white jacket
Jeans
Tee shirt
Standing shoulder to shoulder
buffeted together by the flow
The forced proximity
Intimacy even
Of an invaded body space
What is it about women and shoes?
Turning the head
Fuck!
Its Mick Jagger!
Playing it cool
There were no introductions
Hi
Yes
I was just musing to myself about that
Whether this all about plumage
In the mating game
The Cinderella syndrome
Yaa
But we all know
“fuck me” pumps when we see them!!
Right!
Mick was right
We do!
Particularly with bows or something on the back
It a sculptural flag
The overt invitation?
Or a hazard warning?
It’s a man thing
but usually feet are the last thing a man notices
The eyes
That very intimate
first connection
Then the laser scan
The feet being the last port of call
Stilettos indeed
have a lot to answer for!
It must be about confidence
Dominance
Feeling taller
Or the adrenalin rush
Or a dopamine fuelled
Feeding frenzy
We laughed
You can smell it from here!
Mick’s arm was arrested
Turning
Bianca
Wearing a pair of knee high leather boots
Eliciting the appropriate response
Delight of course
They turned
Arm in arm
Without a word
Merging
Then lost in the current
That was Kings Road
On a Saturday morning