It was yesterday when the last person who would ever need shoes to walk was killed. The best and last of the shoemakers just found this out from the prison cell he was taken to last night after he fell asleep behind the steering wheel of his old Corvette, crashing into a store and killing a civilian. Out of depression and lack of meaning in his life, the now pointless shoemaker will tomorrow hang himself with the shoelaces he had been saving for such a special occasion; long, yellow and plastic tipped shoelaces he stole from a pair of Doc Martens when he was just a teenager. No one will attend his funeral. Little did he know, the civilian he killed that dreadful night was no other than the very last person who would ever need shoes to walk. His tombstone will read: "Here lies James, the last of the shoemakers, may the Walker guide him home".
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