state of confusion
I must confess to something. I once started a book, a long, looong time ago, called the "Missing Toe Tag," a gruesome murder mystery thing involving switching identities that was really pretty awful.
Seeing your picture (curiosity about about foot fetishes aside) reminded me of this. Gee, if I ever did finish that book, this picture would look smashing on the cover! Think I could borrow your foot?
Yes, the cost of living sucks, especially in California, where I live. Anyone got any suggestions for a better place to live? Paradise on a dime?
Nice poem, you have a great sense of humor, sir Toe.