I worked on a
Construction site
For a couple of
Weeks last summer.
I started at 7 am,
I got lunch at noon,
And I left at 5.
Everyday.
My job was to lay base.
That’s the trim along
The bottom of the wall.
I had to lay that shit
All fucking day long.
Everyday.
Until a couple of weeks
Went by and I realized
That laying base was
An awful use of my time,
And I quit.
I’d rather be broke.
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Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories.
His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.
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Spoken like a true Artiste!
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thank you
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I can relate to this. I’ve felt this sort of happiness. And I also know now what that trim is called in English. I still don’t know what it’s called in Greek.
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thanks for reading
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I think there cones a time in all our lives you get to a point where you gotta do what’s best for you despite the outcome
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yes sir
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Ouch! been there done that
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i think a lot of us have been there. sadly
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