Occupational Hazard


Sometimes words
cease to be a joy
and become a burden.
Sometimes you
must set them down
and take a rest. 
The poet is a mailman
lugging a load of life, 
carrying bundles
that most people
don’t even want
to think about:
heavy thoughts
on weighty subjects.
Occasionally, even a
metaphorical mailman
needs a holiday.

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