barefoot in october
i like walking
on the warm, black asphalt
barefoot in october.
i like
the feeling of the gravel
and grit
getting stuck between my toes.
i like tripping
and taking a layer of skin off my feet
and i like skipping on the warm, black asphalt
amidst the stinging pain,
barefoot in october.
i like walking
on the warm, black asphalt
barefoot in october.
i like
the feeling of the gravel
and grit
getting stuck between my toes.
i like tripping
and taking a layer of skin off my feet
and i like skipping on the warm, black asphalt
amidst the stinging pain,
barefoot in october.
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Look at you, all writing poetry again and stuff!
ReplyDelete*Sniff*! I'm so proud.
i feel like someone in physical therapy...
ReplyDeletemy poetry-muscle is all atrophied. but maybe the succinctness is better. a nice change. :)
yesss i loved reading this one. it made me laugh because I've had it happen!
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