sometimesihatemycat

I wear the stink of a well-worn shoe
And its co-conspiring sock
I’m a fleshy foot
Framed and cushioned long
Now walking wild, bare beyond the wash

-a.r.

Painting by Edward G. Nilges

~ by April on October 13, 2014.

Posted in Body, Humanity, Identity, Nature, Poetry, Whimsy
Tags: age, Barefoot, Foot, identity, poetry, Self, Whimsy, Wisdom