F W Finney
Pedicure - Poem by F W Finney
Like a pilgrim off a plane
I'll kiss the dirt.
I'll shed comfortable tears
and crocodile shoes.
I'll study my scars.
I'll rub my soles and heels with aloe balm
and coconut oil.
I'll teach myself how to live in sandals.
I'll loosen the straps and keep an eye out
for sharp objects.
I'll slog towards the sign of the
giant bare foot.
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