Summer Job Poem by Paige Lowery
Summer Job
I can feel the sun scorching my skin
It's penetrating rays burning me
I can taste the salty sweat in on my mouth
As beads roll off my brow over my face
My muscle burn with agony, pleading to stop
But I only ignore their protests
I allow myself a periodic refreshment
The paralyzing cold water rushes down my throat
As it races down my throat it smolders my blazing body
Back to work.
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5/19/2024 11:37:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely and insightful. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely encapsulated with conviction. Thanks for sharing.