Don't Know Me From Adam

The vast majority of my customers have never met me before and don’t know me from Adam. In fact, I don’t even have a name. I’m just a local humble-head slave  – a thing that, briefly, kisses their feet as they go about their daily business out on the streets.

Sadly, I don’t get to know them either. Just a fleeting acquaintance with their shoes and socks!

Another stranger approaches me from down the street

She stops so that her SHOES and SOCKS may gloat over me

Then her LEFT SHOE is unceremoniously shoved towards my menial, municipal mouth. I promptly pucker up and kiss it.

I admire her SOCK

And her other one when she silently switches feet beneath my confined face

She looks down on me - both literally and figuratively

I'm just an anonymous, public humble-head slave that kisses people's feet

She silently continues on her way

This fabulous young woman hasn't even spoken to me - not even to bark her haughty orders down at me!

To her, I'm a nothing and a nobody

Yet, to me, she's a GODDESS! An unknown GODDESS!

My humbling view of the GODDESS'S departing SNEAKERS and SOCKS! Oh to get to know them!