UNDOING

This morning,
Untying shoes
Slipped off
Last night,
I tugged the
Wrong part of
The lace,
Transforming
Bow into knot.
For 5 minutes
Or so, my ever
Nerve-gnawed
Fingernails
And I tried
Our hand at
Undoing.
I could have
Felt like a
Watchmaker in
Garden gloves.
Instead, for 5
Minutes, lost
In the twisted
Simplicity of
Shoestrings,
I felt like a
Goddamn child.
A feeling not
At all unpleasant.