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Standing under the hot summer sun

        on the asphalt too hot to touch

start right here the boss does say

        two feet wide and four feet down

you stare across the parking lot

        you have to dig to the other side

a pick and shovel are all you have

        and a long hard job to do

take the pick and swing it down

        and feel it hit right to your soul

again and again you swing that pick

        till you loose a little bit

then with the shovel try to lift

        a piece too big and it falls off

break it up with the pick

        into pieces you can lift

digging down it all harder gets

        no room to swing no room to lift

and two feet down you hit hardpan

        learn it has been easy until then

swinging a pick in the hot summer sun

        the long hot days together run

you need the money and the job

        digging a hole in the hot summer sun

This poem was published in issue seven of Dual Coast magazine