Pain in my Feet

The room was dark

The curtains drawn

As I gazed out

Onto the lawn

My fingertips

Were grasping sheet

As pain spread out

All through my feet

Then up my body

With spidery hands

The pain advances

And somehow expands

But outside my window

The world is bright

Outside my window

Everything is right

I’m watching, then, as the man meets his girl

Spinning her around in a grandiose twirl

He kisses her lightly upon her nose

She kisses him gently on her tippy toes

The rain starts to fall in an uncaring way

Bathing the lovers in its dreary spray

They break apart suddenly, angry and cross

And I am left reeling and at quite a loss

They argue for ages, their voices so loud-

Apparently the man is not amply endowed-

I want to shout out, “Don’t scuffle! Don’t fight!”

But my voice is too soft, my lungs too slight.

Then, just as abruptly, the rain simply halts

And the lovers cannot remember the faults

That started the argument in the first place

And they end the fight in a loving embrace

My room is so empty

My future so dark

And I know I will never

Feel the same spark

That the lovers do

Out there in the street

And I am left lying

With pain in my feet