Friday, 10 August 2012

Steel-Toed Life

I hardly pay attention, half asleep in the mornings,
when I pull on my steel-toed boots and tie the laces.
The inner soles have long since molded to my feet
and months have passed since I last paid attention
to the extra weight wrought with each step forward.
Instead, I notice the tightness in my outer ankles
and my calves when I later move certain directions,
the beveled touch of the sidewalk under my soles,
and the extra flexibility in my ankles when I wear
my well-worn pair of sneakers that now feel foreign.

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