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Lynn DeWalt
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Oct 2012
An Ode to the Hole in the Bottom of my Foot
*******
Go away
No one ever liked you
No, not even me
I don't know why I put up with you for so long.
Don't pretend you didn't see this coming
I never mattered to you, either
Just a safe place to hide
From the cold
You didn't even ask to be let in.
I should have listened to my friends
When they said you were no good
But I was too proud
And too dumb
And too trusting.
So I let things slide
And I hoped that you'd get better
That if I was patient
And kind
Things would resolve themselves.
I was only a kid.
I remember that night,
The light by my bedstand
When I finally had enough
And tried to make you leave
And found it hurt too much.
I was ashamed
Of myself
Of you
Of the pain
So I hid it, pretended it didn't matter.
And you dug your ******* heels in
******* that you are
Wheedling your way into my life
And my body
Like it's a thing you already own
No more of this *******.
I will boil you in acid
And I will drag you out by force
I'll cut you down
And throw you out
With the rest of the morning garbage
And it will hurt,
I know it hurts
And this hole you leave in me
May never, ever heal
I just have to hope it will.
Because I'd rather spend my life
Walking around
With a ******* hole in my foot
Than spend one more minute
With you.
Written by
Lynn DeWalt
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