I still see her, standing there
fastening a floral apron
tripping on the cord of her own life
apparently just to live
just to experience life
is not an acceptable trade
The father sanded the gunwales,the boy coiled the lines.
And I admired them there, each to his task
in the quiet of the long familiar.
this fucking game is rigged
give your soul, you will be asked for more
eat shit, you will be asked to eat more
repeat until you’re too old to care, then please die
two men in camouflage
drunk loud talk, stare at shotguns
Working-class Americans die younger. Here’s what your town can do about it.
Every man who works with his hands
Has seen that look. Maybe we showed up
To patch the roof, service the furnace,
Or unclog the sewer…
What a beautiful dream after thirteen straight days of work!
Employee of the Month!
Efficient, clear headed task manager!
This is how it feels to be brilliant!
This is how it feels to be perfect!
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