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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