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

 

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