Buddy knew shit had to get done
And it wasn’t going to happen by itself.
Hadda take an old guy off the shelf.
Hadda teach him how to paint
How to floor and plumb
Hadda teach him why old guys who act this dumb
Better hang loose or they’ll come undone
Just twirling in a crazy wind storm.
Twisting since the day he was born.
Chewing up reality
Knowing that only he
Could get the job done.
Even if the fun
Had long left the party
And only the hearty
Cared to stick around.
The hearty could be found
Sprouting from the ground
Like a big oak tree
A tree that, like he,
Grew cones and dropped them
Nothing could stop them
This life was a problem to solve.
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