-In closing-
they tell me
I'm a member of a lawfully
protected class.
they say
nobody’ll beat me up.
well,–– that is they shouldn’t.
those younger and less advanced
bring things to me–– nice things
like sticky buns,
and tickets for free passage
on the Bedford and County.
I'm celebrated
when certain dates come around
gifted with
trinkets of all shapes and sizes
and items to assist in my comfort.
I’m like Pharaoh.
alls I gotta do is sit around
holding my crook
in the palm of my hand.
c.AD
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