Poetry

Weenies

You hire a man to landscape your yard
What do you have to show for?
What does he?
Forty bucks at the end of the day
You think he’ll walk his children past and point?
Look what daddy did
Daddy didn’t do that
Yes he did

as the motion light turns on

You have a party and the people
walk to the front door, impressed with
the Japanese yew and lovely yellow roses at their hips
You brush off their compliments, taking credit
by saying nothing
as the worker slithers back to
his apartment for a meal of mac n’ cheese n’ weenies

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