Eddy Ryan

There is a pebble in my shoe. sharp pain with each step I take On the upward swing of my right leg I give my foot a shake The pebble is loosened and I take A few sweet steps Absent of the stabbing in my sole Ouch The pebble has returned Rolled back to its former place As pebbles often do Annoyed I kick forcefully to Dislodge the problem from my shoe The curb catches my foot And suddenly the pavement rises up to meet my face