Shoe laces
A Pair of Laces In the end it was easy Do you sell laces? Trying not to wince Fully expecting the negative response Having already given the premises an inspection. But no sooner had the words sounded Then there they were On top of the glass counter Inside a shallow box Once used to store cognac miniatures Between the gum and the flapjacks An assortment of various Widths, lengths, textures and colours The expression of the girl at the till Seemed to tell me she found my enthusiasm ironic somewhat unbelievable It’s been a bit of a quest I explained beaming Finding a pair of laces Yes I can tie them But I’ve been trying to find a new pair. My shoes have lasted well The soles welded tight As I walked unlaced Head bowed examining the feet of strangers For signs of renewal There just isn’t the call for it I surmised There’s no business in laces No local shop seem prepared to take a stance To provide a service Was I seeking l...