Washington D.C.,
when you
ask
someone what they do
do for a living, they
start talking
in circles,
using acronyms
and letters, numbers
and names
of agencies you've
never heard of
buried
in the deep state.
twenty
minutes later, you shake
your head,
still not
knowing
what they do.
then they say, please don't
tell anyone
what i just told
you. it's classified.
and then they ask you,
what do you do?
so you show them
your spattered
calloused hands
and say,
i paint.
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