It was when,
well whenever it was is beyond our memory now
buried deep in the history of fossilized bones –
but that day, that instant
when the heel first came up and the toes bent over
bearing the weight until the heel came crashing down,
separated us from the others
forever
for better or worse
Heel, Toe
18 Thursday Apr 2013
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Interesting take on human evolution. Not east subject to ‘poetize’
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Thank you…Ted Kooser’s Walking On Tiptoe is the best I know of.
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