Shining slim slabs of silver Shining strips of sheet rock,
weighted up and ready to haul all cut up to air lock
all the straight studs straight studs students and bums
students and bums talking till their white in the gums
picking up the trash from the curb Lining tins of dust off
all they leave only hurts shakey plastic hands
trying to get the stash to the curb
Its an honest living Sure fire way, the only way I knew how
its an honest way
This novella taught me
much more than any university

Shimmy up the ladder
reaching for a hammer
the floorboards all cut loose,
rounded to a perfect oval
cutting corners to keep the overhead low
When you chose your route,
and I chose my route
I didn't know where I'd finally go