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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