Epsom salts

Sitting on the porch scalding

my feet in Epsom salts. Rocking

back and forth in an old chair. Lamenting

the sacrifice of the tree.

Wondering what other pieces were torn

from its corpse. Does it mourn

the loss of siblings living

in other homes or that fell off

the dock at the furniture store.

Sitting on the porch scalding

my feet in Epsom salts. Rocking

back and forth in an old chair. Lamenting

how old and ugly my feet have become.

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