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my advanced friend chet read a
lot of nietzsche and spoke
often of the slave mentality, which i seem
to embody. but
god damn if i'm not perfectly at ease with
a shovel in hand
moving dirt from here to there for my
masters, the landlords
and builders. i ride my sweet bike there
& back on the burke
gilman trail, a perfect delight, and even
if i froze my hands
in the morning, the housepainter invited
me in & i crouched
over heat register, rubbing feeling back
into my fingers. alive. |
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