Societetical Workerbe
Societetical Workerbe
Societetical Workerbe
The smells are many and varied embedded in his jeans the eye can smell his
jacket the beer he had to drink is mingled with his chew or what he had to smoke
wait the flaver is not write it must be chew he may not even smoke for raw
tobacco that has not been burnt has a different flaver than a cigarette he chews
the odor is not mistaken there his hands are pitted they are scared they match
his face a man involved in working for his pay he is there to get his money for his
drink and chew to get his booze that is how Society rules if the eye were just to
ask him why he wants to smell that way he would just smile then tell me just to
go away and then he would cry and say a real man drinks and chews and yes he
smells and earns his every dollar in his Levis blues he has it all a house no car
he rides the city bus to escape the DUI fines the insurance payments and his
wife so beyond the middle classes he hangs his over into the next working day
he calls his mess he rides he smells he works he chews he drinks
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2007
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment