I walked around the earth
heel to tow,
toe to heel,
scanning the edges for
(digging for)evolved body:
men without nipples
feet without toes
eyes of architects
philosopher fingers
(the bones that outlast
plastic, beneath
gracefully doctored flesh).
But I was pre-
mature;
didn’t account for the Gout
maiming the heel.
The rich foods I craved,
my hide
saved by which.