Unclogging Stink Holes
-all work is ennobling
With a pole I muck the sewage holes
as sound slurps sweetly in and out with
my labor
I heave, sweat, grimace, and grunt
until suddenly a great onrush
begins
sewage sucking out and releasing
to relieve itself down into the
stink hole
My groaning, knee-weakening work
slowly ended
I take my rest: smoke, nap, and
croon
Although all today’s pressures have
relaxed
tomorrow I must return for more
reaming
with more rigorous churning actions
using the pole I clean after each
messy use
to make it smooth and ready for plunging
It’s hard work, sure- but very rewarding
a boon to those leery of doing strenuous,
foul-smelling work alone in the
dark –
I can do it to convenience my
clientele
and it makes me glow with a guilty pleasure
as I work resolutely in desolate shadows
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