club foot

The souls of his shoes flap

on the concrete

and it appears as though his feet are talking.
His trousers are kept aloft with electric chord

still attached to a toaster

that clunks behind like a club footed ghost
leaving Hansel and Gretel bread crumb trails

which are pecked at by dive-bombing pidgeons.

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