(an ode to) Scaffold tubes
I rest thee heavily on my shoulder
But you only seem to get colder
I swing you to, I swing you fro
You seem heavier than earlier, did you grow?
I lay thee down as gentle as can be
Yet you clang and holler and the birds flee
I make a fist and grasp you tightly
This is not a task one could take lightly
The day is done and perhaps I'm stronger
Well at the very least my arms are longer
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- Nikon D80
- 1/33
- f/5.6
- 135mm
- 400
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