Chad Parenteau: Poet For Hire
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Sunday, April 11, 2021
NaPoWriMo, Day Eleven, Poem Eight
Safe
I steer
my body
in way of
steam roller
while hands
do dishes.
Feet march
to orders,
I keep
things going.
Nice guy
no spine.
Not enough
to cancel,
shelf life shuffles
off on his own.
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