MY POEM “Lonely employment” live on edge of humanity

Posted on by jonicaggiano
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you ride your bike, crying down the hard dirt road
your morning spent killing flies
their price, a penny a carcass
handing me my money through the soul of their drunken hollow
you wonder, would they spend a penny for me
I buy hot balls in a brown paper bag with my pennies

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31 thoughts on “MY POEM “Lonely employment” live on edge of humanity”

  1. Sounds like lonely employment, indeed Joni. I remember doing odd jobs for a few pennies when I was younger. I think Mom used to throw a few cents my way for weeding the garden. Likely why I hate it so much to this day. I did have to swat flies, but that was for free. We never had much, but we always had a roof and food. Hope you are doing well. Allan

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    1. Thank you for reading Allan. I was off line for two days. Thank you so much for reading. I use to weed too but that was good time with my mom. Sober time and I loved any attention I got. We were also poor that never bothered me. Hope all is well with you and yours. Sending big hugs 🤗 and thanks my friend. 🦋🤗

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  2. Oh that brought back the memory of my childhood. I skipped down the local grocery store to buy cigarettes for my father. I was so little, had to reach up to the counter with money, the shopkeeper could barely see me.

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      1. You’re welcome dear Joni…you’re right, I’m busy these days…not getting enough time to write & post on WP & IG…but I do check & read from time to time…how can I miss beautiful poems like yours…much love dear friend ✨❤️💫

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  12. Sound like quite a story Joni and it’s reminiscent of going up the street everyday to buy cigarettes for my mom with a note. I hated it and the smoke and never took a puff ever again!
    Your words always leave imprints.. going to read the rest and congrats on 1,000 followers! 💖🌈

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