you have a coal miner's cough.
persistent.
it makes you bend
over in the morning to clear
your lungs.
people move away
from you when it starts
without a stop.
your face goes red,
then white.
in time you straighten up
and breathe as deeply
as possible, which isn't
very deep at all.
your blackened hands
wipe your mouth,
you go on with your life,
back into the mines.
people need heat,
need light.
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