Wednesday, December 9, 2009

My Fucked Barefeet

Every night when I return from the Mahim Urus my bare feet are in total mess , I have to scrub them thoroughly, to get rid of the dirt filth and grime, Marziya gives me a hand scrubbing my feet with a brush while I sit like a king maker on the toilet seat of my throne..

Next I remove the old band aids... and apply new ones this has been going on for 8 days continuously..

shoeless laceless
bootless slipperless
my fucked barefeet
egoless in all humility
kissing pain off the street
dharma karma
could not cheat
stepping blindly
on glowing
cigarette butts
bleeding glass shards
dust and heat
shit that man and dog
excrete
my life's path
in a winding sheet
a blog offbeat
pain sorrow despair
a poem incomplete
my disputed destiny
trampling my angst
beneath my feet
a torturous tweet
as I sit on the throne
of my toilet seat
face to face
when we
eventually meet

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