I come home from work on a Monday,
with the UPS man
who has just delivered a package
to one of my fellow tenants.
He’s breathing heavily
“Those weekends sure go by fast,”
he says. “Oh well, it’ll all pay
off one day . . .”
“Yeah,” I say.
He returns to his truck, sits down,
It’ll all pay off one day . . . .
I can’t see how this grind
will ever pay off.
And that brown truck speeding
away from here
looks like a giant glob of shit
The perfect vehicle
for a guy
with shit for brains.