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Mr. Currie
A living made by service-
tools of warmth
his island wares,
he swings
bags of pebbled ancience,
[even at his age]
keeping his body fit
his arms and chest
hard, defined;
his face is kind
and handsome
in a common way.
His hands are scuffed
with honest work
and as I pay
the money owed,
exchanging pleasantries
as we do,
I swallow a twinge of guilt
for though
my hands
are fairly rough from cold,
I've never done a day
as long as he.
tools of warmth
his island wares,
he swings
bags of pebbled ancience,
[even at his age]
keeping his body fit
his arms and chest
hard, defined;
his face is kind
and handsome
in a common way.
His hands are scuffed
with honest work
and as I pay
the money owed,
exchanging pleasantries
as we do,
I swallow a twinge of guilt
for though
my hands
are fairly rough from cold,
I've never done a day
as long as he.
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