An Xmas Thought


He works on a train gang

and after work each day

he stands outside the corner store

cigarette and beer in hand

no thoughts of nothing more.


Christmas to him

is just a dream of a few days off

the joy of his child’s smile

for others,

debit cards, crowds, fast cars

as early this morning

he bends over towards

his tired wife

and says,

flesh is all we are.

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