On the sidewalk 

My snow white shoelace 

Flips and flops 

Untying a knot 

Like a million dreams on Saturn 

Or the fears at night in the swimming pool 

Or the ink that dripped like blood from a pen that wouldn’t write 

Flip flop

The shoelace comes undone 

Like a million dreams crushed with the rising sun 

And the fears going down the drain and me drowning with chlorine in my throat 

And the pen that dipped its nib in my blood and began to write 

Flip flop 

The shoe lace is caked with mud 

Like my dreams taking a shower in a concrete tub 

Or my fears drinking cherry juice from a transparent cup 

The pen being dropped in a bottomless puddle, the size of the Ocean 

Flip flop

My shoelace is cut in half 

My dreams explode in a dozen shards 

Like fireworks in the sky, like glass on the ice 

My fears circuit on the wire, shortening down the even rope 

The pen bobs on the water 

Bleeding the blood of words everywhere.