Monday, April 11, 2016

day labor

he says, i'm not afraid
of hard work.
I like to work. i'll get
down on my knees
and do what needs to be done.
but once paid,
he changes his point of view,
finds a cheap
wine, a woman, a place
to rest,
a place to be rich with
what little he's made,
a place
to take off his worn clothes,
his shoes.

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