Saturday, June 5, 2010

Toeslumber



First, my foot falls asleep,
then I get "coma toes".
One by one like dominoes
that's how it goes
they have no choice.
Lucky for me, though,
they all know my voice.
I speak to them softly
and so does my wife.
Slowly but surely
they come back to life.



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