Dr. Martens 3-Eyed Oxford Red

I see those red burgundy
edges of leather laced and
hold my breath
for some things at will
can only escape
when seen they
can only admire the scenery
drink from thirst and
rebuttal the claims left by
the scuff of their nose
sockets a scratch at the nip
where toes sit and watch
silently squashed perfectly
in those haunting thoughts of
inconsistent refurbishments
laid gently at the corners
of my mind hole waiting
just waiting to see those
Dr. Martens 3-Eyed Oxford Red
shoes at my doorstep.