After barefoot, grump and gomp
the toenail clipper is echoing
itself in the wood floor, trimming
impact ridges off outer nails.
The oblique rudder lever mis-thumbed
against its chisel opposite
crimps awry, gets re-occluded
biting corners off middle dabs.
Splitch! The entire plier skimming
under the sofa—up-heave sofa
to recover crossed arms askew
and redeploy to crop some more,
embracing your knees in opposition
you show inner thigh, and lift
toe-horn turrets which will grit
the flooring with grey beetle bix.