The shock wears thin
after a while, like skin
punctured once too often.
I have grown a callus
smile, wry and polite
- almost honest.
Ruby and I check my numbers
like forensic accountants,
a joint taskforce:
my flesh-economy saps
are trending higher
for whites this quarter
and I no longer suffer
blue hic-cups after meals,
which is positive news.
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