Pure Local Goddess
A pure young woman uses me to have her feet kiss-respected
She is purity personified as she climbs the stairs towards me |
Her pure feet make a beeline straight towards me |
I WILL show my respects for them |
The female feet stop in front of me |
Then one of them is unceremoniously shoved onto my menial mouth |
Quickly followed by the other one! |
I make sure my lowly lips seek out the dirtiest parts of the sneaker |
I admire the customer's sock |
These are the shoes and socks of a pure local goddess |
She is entitled to use me in this demeaning manner |
I am her local, public humble-head! |
She looks down on me with righteous contempt |
I'm dirty |
Whereas she is pure! |
She turns and leaves me with a triumphant smirk on her pretty face |
She's a goddess and she knows it! |
I'm just a loser at her feet |
I bow my head in humility and shame behind her departing sneakers |
Even her socks are better than me! |
I'm less than the dirt on her shoes |
For that dirt is hallowed dirt... |
...by virtue of being attached to the pure goddess's footwear |
Meanwhile I must watch the backs of her socks... |
...and her dirty shoesoles... |
...as they abandon me to the dirt |