Yesterday I was a shoelace.
Strong and flexible and I kept everything together.
Today I am an eyelet.
Hollow, and cold and surrounded by copies of myself.
Yesterday I was a shoe soul.
Sturdy and and essential.
Today I’m a shoe tongue.
Uncooperative and messy and always in the way.
Yesterday I was a shoe
Today I am a pair.
Putting one foot in front of the other.