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THE ROCK PUSHER

He is an old tree,
the way he bends
but never breaks.

His secret is
his roots
go deep.

He says he can
remember every
show he’s ever played

...though he did struggle
for a moment
to recall whether
it was a quarter
or a dime that
had been thrown
at his face,
uniting him with
mass market passion
for the remainder
of the set.
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
Published
Author's Note
A practice poem for NaPoWriMo.
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