so it happened. i woke up again
wondering how many feet it is
between here and there.

it is cold out and it seems far
— too far to easily walk, but
life isn’t easy. I look down

i am naked.
there are 10 toes at the end of each foot.
i wiggle them.

so it happened. i am awake
wondering why toes are so
strange. they’re so damned strange.

i get up.
i slip on some denim shorts
and a navy tshirt.

it is cold out and i head toward
there  — wherever there is
i look down

two feet.
no matter how far away
it’s always two feet to get there.