It’s a long whistle

putting the hand

on men and women

as the earth tilts

pulling them past

open wooden doors

into the maze

of machinery

where generations

stood and counted

hours and years

until the next

bodies of youth

replaced names

on lockers and

punch clock


as the work

produced exceeded

the quality of the


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