Splattered paint on jeans like a mural cover cold pale legs on a moving train

Converses beaten with color show a rainbow of hard work done by the feet it keeps warm

I don't know thge face beside me and I dare not look

I don't want to judge a book by the cover fot it is more important to judge their shoes

The sneaker cry creativity, art, and passion

And his body remains as still as a painting

The sneakers finally shift and leave at 14th Street

Only for a pair of black boots to take its position