Bare Feet

having bare feet makes me feel like
summer
when days are longer
when I get a second wind
and run around
feet trampling ants trampling ground

having bare feet makes me feel like 
pain
when I have Saturday morning 
cross country meets
like sore feet after the race
heavy breath red faced

having bare feet makes me feel like
rain
when felines and canines drop 
from the sky
drenched t-shirts
they don’t dry fast enough

having bare feet makes me feel like
granola
when grubs collect between the toes
soles stained with dirt
like pour milk on the wound
wash your damn feet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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