November 5, 2012

Piecework


Must I wear black,
or may I attend
under another
less heavy shade?
Will they struggle
over the box,
or let it slip neatly
into the pit fashioned
with a spade?
A new slab is waiting
just down the walk,
the hands
cutting my name
are still full of blood,
callused by work,
free of blame.

10/28/12