ped: I cure

 
eschew the beaten path

–that’s a given–
 
 
pavement is for pedestrians!

People in

penny loafers,

pretending at progress, & perusing their pose in patina;

puh-leaze.

‘wouldn’t want to be in their

–a’shoes. a’shoes, a’shoes–

God bless me very much, or at least 3x over.

Favor the shoulder instead

(despite its frigidity, it’s an intermittent necessity)

It hosts the

ball.

besides

It cradles the

soul.

reliably.

and hey. If none of that floats your boaters,

bare foot.

(yes, bare it)

walk on coals, and

blaze a trail of your own.

©Karen Robiscoe