MUDDY

I see your mind
Muddy
How many have walked through
And thrown their shoes out
Your shoes are clean, I notice
Where have you not gone
How old is this child
Whose feet stopped growing
I know you feel tired
I know you feel toxic
Human waste, demands a deep hole
I stand at the dig
My shoes are now covered
I beg you to follow
Me into the mud

                       ‘02