Morning, Noon, Night
Morning, noon and night I must kiss feet – the feet of my BETTERS; of SMOKERS; and, these days, increasingly of VAPERS! A late-night customer mistress enjoys a vape high above me as I kiss-respect her scruffy BOOTS She doesn't care if her BOOTS are scruffy and unkempt All she knows is that I am obliged, by Law, to kiss them As I dutifully do so, I look admiringly up at her THICK, GREY SOCK Oh to trace the WEAVE of that SOCK with my nugatory nose! Indeed, I would happily enslave myself to this pair of SOCKS, would the municipal authorities ever release me from my place of public bondage! But, as things stand, this is just one more pair of SOCKS I must slavishly admire as I kiss yet another stranger's FEET! I really am a nothing and a nobody Just another anonymous, public footservant... ...of superior SMOKERS and VAPERS! The superior stranger eventually turns her back on me and walks away without saying anything... ...leaving me silently yearning to follow her THICK GREY...