Indifferent To My Pathetic Plight

This customer-mistress, in common with nearly all my customers, is indifferent to my pathetic plight – the plight of having to respectfully kiss the feet of strangers and passers-by like her; hour after hour; day after day; year after year!

Another unsympathetic customer approaches me

She stops to haughtily lord it over me...

..before presenting her right, sneakered foot to my menial, municipal mouth and brusquely ordering me to kiss it!

She had spoken with a West African accent - an accent that MUST be obeyed (if you are a slave like me!)

I admire the patron's SOCK...

...never mind the DIRT on her SHOE!

Dirt that my lowly lips are barely worthy to touch, since it is my superior customer's shoedirt!

But she graciously allows me to taste where she has been...

...as I stare into her SOCK...

...and admire the individual STITCHES...

...in the BLACKNESS of the SOCK!

She switches feet several times...

...on the well-used concrete footblock beneath my confined face

'Well used' sums me up! I have been used to kiss the feet of my betters all my adult life. No wonder the pretty customer-mistress glowers disparagingly down at me!

I'm just a thing that kisses feet

She doesn't give a damn about my pathetic plight!

And rightly so, for she has much more important things to preoccupy her magnificent mind, such as what to have for her tea tonight!

I know what I'll be having...

...more shoedirt!

The dirt from my betters' shoes!

I watch admiringly as the customer-mistress's scuffmarked sneakersoles walk away from me

Oh, if only I could follow them humbly to heel!

I would make sure to lickshine those soles after every outing!

 

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