afternoon walk

those small elvish blokes on the outside of rice krispies aren’t the only ones who love to snap crack and pop

so do summer toes against the bone dry and curled clippings of bark strewn across a sidewalk 

these toes know nothing more than the bliss of strappy sandals

and one desert orange fly lightly bumping the right pointer for a 

POP

and change of direction 

they startle from the soft brush of a seed pod, unable to distinguish it’s fluffy tickle from the presence of alarmingly small, wild and rabies-ridden gerbils 


it’s all the same to these toes


ten comrades 


grateful for community

dire for personal space


snap crackle and popping to their circulating blood, not heart’s desire 

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