A bunion had crushed the second toe and rather than go through the pain and time off my feet to have it reconstructed I opted to have it removed. We asked for it to take it home, permission was given, and it’s been buried in the yard. All this is true. Micky’s idea. There will be photos. She put a Buddha statuette over it and I wrote this:
The secession of my toe
From the nation of my frame
Is not an accident
Nor effort to make lame –
The smaller toe was bullied
By an oligarchical toe;
It determined to redefine itself,
find another way to grow –
It calculated keenly
That forcing amputation
Would bring about a triumph:
No not an abdication –
And so it twitched a hint
As to burial ‘neath a rose,
Which it would in time takeover
Till the shrub gave fruit to toes.