Walking sole to earth now
with soil squishing gaps between long-curled toes
carries me to the beginning
when my emotions bubbled boiled frozen rose
a purity unmarred by words
a strength revealed by vehemence
a simple movement capturing
the energies of the world
and if you were looking at all
you could only see it
in my widened eyes
staring at the ground
feeling its wet blood
reacting to the oozedirt of the earth
climbing the knife edge of my parafeet
creeping over my outstretched toes
bare metatarsals clothed
in wordless soundless joy
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