FOOT IS FOOT

To get closer to what we really care about,
we tried replacing the word “love”
with a more crucial word, “foot.”
Foot wins. Foot letters.
My heart is full of foot.
Foot, Actually is my favorite Christmas movie.
Falling in foot, on a rainy day.
My ex-foot, at the party.
Modern foot is complicated!
You can’t foot anyone if you don’t
foot yourself.
Your one true foot. 
What a footly day, on the veranda.
Feet footers. Dog footers. People who
foot traveling. 
Rihanna sings, “I foot the way you lie.”
I foot you to death.
Banished to the realm of socklessness.
Omg my foot life lately, it’s been a disaster.    
Let me make you a playlist:
My Favorite Foot Songs.
And when we feel lost, we get biblical
with it. Foot is patient.
Foot is kind.
Foot does not judge.
Foot thy neighbor.
Foot your enemies as you would foot 
yourself. 
Foot that for us. 
Foot that so hard.

CC

You’ve been cc’ed since the beginning. 
I wouldn’t do that to you. Adding you later??? No. Before I even 
started typing a single word of this email, before I even
breathed a breath of existence—you were there. 
Reading me a poem by John Ashbery called “My Erotic Double.” 
Thank you. You are a very pleasant person.   
How forever cc’ed I feel from your zesty rendition.  
Thank you. You are too.
And isn’t it interesting how cc sounds like me 
telling you, See, see. 
See, I’m too stupid to write a poem. 
Remember when I said this, that afternoon by the lake 
in our purple & yellow short shorts, 
and you said, No, you’re just stupid enough.