Pair That's Blue

The store has moved, but when I bought these shoes the floor was

Gray and stamped with invisible footprints

From other people who bought shoes

And covered with a thin veneer of shiny floor wax

That made it easy to slide like a figure skater

In the flip-flops that sold for a dollar.

I don’t remember when I

Started loving copper

But I do, I do,

And I wear this copper rubber or plastic or foam or

Whatever it is

On my feet

My sister has a pair that’s blue.

I think my shoes are caught together, twins

One without the other is lost and dejected and nothing can ever be good again

Because I think how I’d feel separated from my sister, or brother, and we’re

Not even twins,

So I always place them, careful, cautious, in the shoe bin

As one.