Shoes

My old ones were cracked apart,
a single faultline running like
a Nike check up both feet.
The soles degenerate and thin.

I bought a new pair today,
the black of them unsoiled felt.
There’s joy in such easy exchange,
though I’ll bet the future will see

these shoes broken on the same planes.
Our gaits are unique as fingerprints.

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