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Sex, entropy, and paella
Time is tough on toes -
They crinkle and they
Wrinkle, their burdens
More labored than steeples’.
Gnarled little buds -
You clench into earth
And stench of it too.
Yet toes are on feet
And I think the toe
Would feel, without its
Heel, robbed of a friend -
And life, of appeal.