Shoe

In your old shoes you look just like a kid

who's been gone for a long time

but who comes back

to find his parents replaced

by a pair of large lizards - iguanas.

 

They are sloping toward the door right now

to greet you.

 

Look. You smile at their smooth brown crust.

You laugh when they flick their tongues.

 

O mother, your eyes are sweet steel.

O father, give me four

quick feet like yours.