Sock Pairing.

No that's not it,
I never meant to
waste the summer
figuring which gray stories
go with which.

I only came here to
see how my new shoes walk.
I've been rubbing
ox blood into them and
now they are bright
burgundy mirrors and
I don't have to look.

I can walk stooped, watching
the world's carnival reflection

swing by in the toe caps.