No Hurry

my shoe laces are tightly double tied
I try to slip them on while standing
but I can't

the clock ticks behind my right ear incessantly
but I have no choice

I sit on my sofa, and for a moment
remember an old familiar tune

I'm a child again, sitting in front
of the TV and a handsome, friendly face
smiles at me, only me, and says he
wants me to be his neighbor

one of his dress shoes quickly
passes from left hand to right
and the comfort I feel is, well...one can only
describe it as simply this: home

there is no tension whatsoever
as he places each foot in a cheap canvas shoe
nothing catastrophic is going to
happen to this man and those who sit
and eagerly await the day's topic

there is no hurry
there is nothing pressing
there is not a care in the world for half an hour
only genuine friendship and care from the warmest
of individuals

I sit on my sofa decades later
and slowly untie my shoes
before putting them on my
already tired feet

there is no hurry
nothing catastrophic will happen
if I take the extra 45 seconds
to untie, carefully place them
on my feet and tie again properly

it's such a good feeling