to be humble? I’ve been practicing;
the lord’s work has lain me here,
legs in the air. I was no
volunteer, I might say
in my defense, never once
claimed anything; yet
I recall some kind of magic
I could have sworn to
at the time. Now, I scratch
my head that same old way,
where you can see right through
to the scalp he nailed to the door.
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