wide flat feet

justam

I know all about
the crutches clutching
the wide-eye-ones
ears, ears, ears
hearing some sum
little piece, big piece
love, love, love
wading through water
finding truth by the rocks...
it's in there! (I know)
to be found some date
lucky ones, few
true it flows
blows so windy until
it stops
my eye, (aye), I
believe the best for
I know how the small pieces fall
they fall onto the center
relentlessly, I see
and the floor, (clean before)
gets covered, smothered
no net leaver
I hold my own
and stand with bare feet