i look at a man's shoes first.
they can say a lot about the man,
scuffed up, dirty, out of style.
is his shirt from k mart or bond street?
are the cuffs on his suit jacket frayed?
the way a man's trousers are cut
is another damning tell all.
do they have that nice angle cut
and break in front at the precise spot,
do they reach the top of the heel?
all this doesn't matter if the shyster can get me off the hook.
if the meat cutter can save my life in the emergency room.
but alas, it would cause me some concern beforehand.
2-07-1985
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