thought i wanted to wear them with my blue-black, frayed linen slacks, thus the metallic indigo color. didn’t want them to look too ‘designed’nor too blah, so I decided to dress them up a bit with the available studs. how drawn was i to these skull and crossbones studs.
must have been thinking subconsciously of my friend e because my havaianas are manifestation of my mind’s vision of his silver sandals (refer to his post: the chronicles of e, September 14). i felt bad that he almost died of an overdose but on hindsight i see the benefit of his actions. i'm just not sure if the benefits outweigh the suffering my friend has brought upon himself.
thus, here, an ode to E:
couldn't stop giggling,
both mind & body laughing
@ E's bitter pills
pills to heal attachment to pleasure
pills that conjured his silver sandals.
this pair i wear
conjured by friendship,
heals my mundane attachments.
my indigo slippers
E's happy, profound legacy.
