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On the roof next-door



From the roof comes boyish laughter!
How cool to be there in the blue
with an elevated view,
a solid job and good pay after.

I see them resting on the peak.
Thickish middles show their age.
Their shapes against the page
of sky show strength in their physiques.

With balance there is levity.
They don't mind being high
or notice when I spy
how they're defying gravity.

Their work is full of manly action:
while pulling staples, scraping shingles,
singing with the radio jingles,
gives me a stealthy satisfaction.

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