the flattery of fleeting feet

i find flattery as fleeting as i find these "feet." walk, they said. they taught me to place each foot in front of the other as it was the "proper" way to do things. i do not remember it being suggested that i use the hands to aid with movement. i do remember it being suggested that the hands were connected to the arms which were for the purpose of assisting the balancing act being done by the "feet."

whatever. my feet suck but my hands are alright and if they broke boards surely their force could hold me up against some slab of concrete which hypothetically lies angrily beneath.