six feet tall in your construction vest,
with teeth in Aryan white and
hair a color straight out of
a cornfield a little west of
here, Iowa all-American boy,
how did you get to be working
at this airport in this shitty job
with no benefits
you keep your own high-school yearbook
picture framed above your bed
someday you will talk about your "glory days"
for now you will sweat as you take out the trash
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