pushing until sleep
is inevitable
meeting deadlines
through weather that
sends ice through
his veins
and makes the
shiftable load heavier,
more dangerous, as
each slip of the hands
upon the wheel, each
nod of the head
all the more
treacherous to himself
and the many drivers
on the road
how he makes the
bridges, the curves,
one can only
speculate on experience:
years of driving the
same routes,
weaving successfully
in and out of traffic
to provide for his
family, to take pride
in the work, in his
commitment
to his fellow
drivers, a determined lot,
moving the goods and
products from one end
to the other,
waiting to see his family again,
getting reacquainted
after weeks of service,
thankless service,
on the open highways
and back doors of
commerce
with his ear on and
the Jake brakes secure
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