Walking Feet
diseased feet can keep
walking up a hill and
never stop…
but when the spots grow large
and the foot becomes black
I won’t walk much further
and my disease will
spread and my disease
will infect
all those places I’ve been
before, every step taken in
stride, a small reminder
for ourselves…
these delicate bodies will
not last forever
walking up a hill and
never stop…
but when the spots grow large
and the foot becomes black
I won’t walk much further
and my disease will
spread and my disease
will infect
all those places I’ve been
before, every step taken in
stride, a small reminder
for ourselves…
these delicate bodies will
not last forever
posted by Joe @ 2:00 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:38 AM ,
Lefty said...
I liked your poem. It's very Valentine's Day-ish. Disease and black feet.
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