Tight-Drawn and Fragile

PL5 written on the wrapped-green house,
   half-built, half-lot,
down from the street from Boston’s last
         working
                farm

“Please,” utters the spirit, tight-drawn and fragile
   as you motor from one encounter to the next.
January looms in the blue-and-white sky,
chills your fingers as you dig gloves from pockets

Unaccustomed to their new location,
all your possessions cry for mercy, comfort,
      gratitude
            time a gratuity
and your check so small,
it won’t cover the bills

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