At night, the feet become lonely.
All day they have considerable importance:
are carefully dressed in shoes
and ready at any moment to stand,
move around, take the weight of the body.
Even when the body is sitting, sometimes
the feet depress certain pedals
to control an automobile travelling at tremendous speeds
for hundreds of miles.
But at night
even their socks are taken away.
The feet are made to lie down naked
in a part of the bed no one visits.
All night they lie there, with nothing to do.
Hidden away in the darkness
under sheet and blankets
no wonder the two abandoned feet
begin a clumsy relationship.
suddenly crosses the ankle of the other
like a blind horse putting his head over the neck of
another blind horse.
The feet lie like this, touching all night
-stiff, self-conscious, not saying a word.
Tom Wayman(page 103)