Monday, December 31, 2012

Ridding Oneself of Calluses......a Metaphor,,,,,

We spray them with Vitamin E....
We file them and sand them.....
We dip them in Cider Vinegar and boiling, hot water....
and buff the shit outta them.....
 We do everything possible to eradicate them....
And the thing is.....
they FOOL us....
Yes. they do....
They give us the impression that they have disappeared....
that they are long gone....
That finally.....
we will wake up to SMOOTH, lovely feet....
Baby's feet...
with the promise, dangling like a carrot.
that we will prance along the sun-filled paths of our days....
as if  floating upon warm, velvety sand...
for the rest of our rose-colored existence....

But alas....
we awaken to a brittle, cracked, and dry reality...
The calluses have not disappeared...
AU CONTRAIRE...
They have GROWN !!!
They are so big and long and extraordinary...
that we can barely see the ceiling through the thicket of skin and debris....
We attempt to just simply get out of our bed...
But the calluses are holding us prisoner ...
in a jail cell made of webbed bars....

We lie back.....defeated...spent....

But you can bet on this.....
We will surely attempt, yet again, in the days to come....
 to find myriad ways of 'pedicuring away' the excesses which drain the essential
life force we so desperately crave ....
The calluses will KNOW their demise...
and we will regain control....