“I have since betrayed her with a facility closer to my home my burden too great to wheel three extra blocks forsaking communion for convenience there I wash and fold with true toilers nonowners fabric slaves loveless and rightfully so we share no confidences only questions like complaints my devotion to repetition precision creases organized by roy g biv all underground all unnoticed my order private stop asking me to do yours” PoetryPoemsHispanic AmericanLatin Poem Book:that's what you get Source: that's what you get