My deepest desires

Are rooted with toes

And wear shoes

They neglect the weather

And are always happy

To meet you

And hear your sappy history

They clamor

At your disapproval

Of their perfection

Lays ten toes

Of sassy monogamy

Resisting all other feet

Bestows her dignity

Remarking on the nails

So dear to me

Teaching me of sacrifice

Dares the wounds so sore

That you bore in me

Accusing me of being

Of the same seed you abuse

As Christ


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