First of all, you’re wearing new shoes.
Shine isn’t a rule, but you’ve made it up
to feel ready. Reading signs that cross
arms, or extend hands. The next person
also asks why you want a change.
Scenery has fallen to your ankles you reply.
Armed managers patrol weekends.
You refrain from using euphemisms
or fouls, exaggerate willingness
to attire to new rules. The ache is a secret
you suspect in others as well as yourself.
Snarls have invaded your boundaries.