manual labor

rent was due, overdue, past due,
so i decided to visit day labor
for the morning, so i’d have some
cash for the landlord.
(i like having somewhere to lay my head.)

i’m tasked to help put up the drywall
but i don’t even know what drywall is.
i’m asked to plaster marcite all over
the pool exterior;
fuck if i know what marcite is.

thankfully, this crew brought a case
of budweiser;
i drank a dozen by noon:
marcite, plaster, resurfacing,
drywalling, staple gunning,
crown molding, base boarding,
all seemed like easy fucking work.

so, that’s the secret to carpentry.

i was never asked back to
habitat for humanity.

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jonathandeanrichie

Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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