a few months ago leaning my back
against a tree in the backyard
I saw their new blower in action
with a mighty gust of breath
around the pool and patio
it chased every leaf away in a billow
of dust so powerful there was
nothing left for a bristle to catch
since that day they’ve propped
my long-speared handle and healthy
green hackles against the garage shed
because I’m not yet ready to retire
I harbor an unhealthy
amount of patience
stand extra straight trying to
catch an eye listen for any
rumor of employment
at the same time
being careful
not to get in their way
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