Dead set. Dead center.
The center distresses,
the wayside wavers.

You seriously mean to ask
for a raise? In this climate?
Just how do you stomach it?
Innocent protector of all that has been,
show your answers to your neighbor.

Now we instigate with persuasion,
sullen as a rock, punch-drunk
eyes quivering.

-r. miller

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