Monday, March 21, 2011

foreign shoes

The kid is a magnet to foreign shoes
He picks them up, shakes them, and teethes.
He doesn’t mess with the “Smaltos,” the “Abibis”
and the other fake, plastic Chinese varieties
He quickly picks through those and crawls over them to inspect the finer varieties.
The adults are inside at the meeting,
All eyes and ears focused on money
but thanks to mother’s milk he’s full of energy, and kicking
So the kid’s been placed out on the veranda for the moment - out of sight, out of mind -
Where he has full range of the colorful, door-framing array
In his shoe heaven.

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