A Man Can Dream
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
It's the foot I'm wondering about, the upright, steel-toed, silver one. Medicinal or nautical? Awkward or somehow comforting?
Because I understand how a man can lie by the inlet sea and dream. I understand how, behind his shades, he cannot imagine me, looking down imagining him, and the places that he takes that foot, when he dreams.
But, the foot?
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