THE LAMENT OF THE CAPRICIOUS FEET (A FRIVOLITY)
I have worn many shoes….
Each had their own style,
Quality,
And elements of novelty.
Some were like best friends.
In others, however,
I took simple occupancy.
If you don’t wear them out
Before their time, I’ve noticed
They’ll simply fall away.
It tends to be my favorites
That have the shortest stay,
And chafe my toes and ankles
In times of vigorous play….
Yes,
My feet have been searching
For some new companions
To penetrate and bend into shape
-Ones that will caress my rough skin
With their tongues and hold with
Vehement affectation
The necks of my capricious feet.
With so many styles to choose from,
It seems I’ll never get what I need,
What I need
Maybe barefoot for a little while
Wouldn’t be such a bad idea…
But bare feet tend to bleed.