An ode to freakish toe

Posted on May 5, 2009 in Poetry, Writing

An ode to freakish toe;
Who you are you know.
Beset by normal kin, Possessing
too much skin
And haunting me quite so.

In sandaled fright you come;
Not fitting into some. A nail
as wide as sea;
Large ships flee, skittishly,
To lands they had come from.

You seek to hide between;
You think to be unseen; Protruding
as you do,
Not fitting into shoe,
To border on obscene.

And though you bring a fright,
Projecting such a sight, I’ve come
to know your face—
Your clumsy, warm embrace—
So kinship is our plight.

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