shoes

keep falling in love with strangers and you’ll confirm
that it’s not the fall that kills you, but the sudden
stop

there are endless mysteriously sad eyes
half-surrendered smiles and quiet meals
to run barefoot through fields to. i know you
dream of what was lost
but hear me out, i’m from a keep-your-shoes-on
kind of family and that bit of cautious
discomfort keeps the glass out of your heels

with practice

sometimes you get too close a look at the cracks
in your psyche and think
Damn
they should put me down. it’s true that the voices in your head
were once outside your head
speaking to you
about you
what’sthematterwithyoucan’tdoanythingrightfatidiot

playback amplifies it, brewed fresh daily
like it’s keeping you alive when really
it’s an infection eating its way through your gut
picked up in the blood
pumped through your heart and into every cell
in your stupiduseless body

when i was in school this professor threw up a picture
of a bone infection on the screen
no warning.
it made me dizzy. that guy didn’t teach
that it takes at least eight weeks of antibiotics to touch that
he was an ass
and anyway, it’s one of those things
you learn on your own