fatigue is worn like a favorite sweater naps shorten the day   we dream of the past - a leg shakes, the face twitches a whimper escapes...

red-faced, he shovels a pie into an orange-coaled oven   turns, as one drop of sweat grazes the box he loads for a customer   eight hours...

the well-worn channels of the adjustable wrench   palm-glazed handles on the hammer and screwdrivers   a chubby electric drill, one speed...