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 © | Year Posted 2007

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