my excuse

I take trash to the street

like shift change

 

make power

come through the wires

 

roof still standing

for this long

 

maybe payroll

will come through next week

 

all this comfort

could get blown apart

 

and my joy is dishes

my heaven is laundry

 

and no one stops me

from clearing the empties

 

before lurching in

with another round

 

 

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