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    Again I crossed beneath the furnace sky, The heat, though…read moreheavy, felt a gentler hand; And there within those aisles, calm and dry, I sought a humble bolt, as pilgrims planned. Sixty-eight cents, for three-sixteenths of steel, A relic small, as if the past were sweet, Like candy once sold by merchants who'd deal In simpler wares, before our age's deceit. Yet in the lot, where trucks hummed low and gray, A man in blue, his chest a logoed sea, Spoke of unions, prices, the Fed's great sway, And crypto bills that bind what once was free. He pressed in hand a list of podcasts, links, Modern tracts, like those the prophets made; And in my mind the sacred scroll now blinks-- Revelations, and Jesus, whip displayed. The temple's tables, overturned with wrath, The dollar's ghost, the "greenback's" fragile path. And yet, I left with only what I sought: A bolt, not soda, though the thirst was strong. For in such errands, oddly, I am taught That even common days to verse belong. Again I crossed beneath the furnace sky, The heat, though heavy, felt a gentler hand; And there within those aisles, calm and dry, I sought a humble bolt, as pilgrims planned. Sixty-eight cents, for three-sixteenths of steel, A relic small, as if the past were sweet, Like candy once sold by merchants who'd deal In simpler wares, before our age's deceit. Yet in the lot, where trucks hummed low and gray, A man in blue, his chest a logoed sea, Spoke of unions, prices, the Fed's great sway, And crypto bills that bind what once was free. He pressed in hand a list of podcasts, links, Modern tracts, like those the prophets made; And in my mind the sacred scroll now blinks-- Revelations, and Jesus, whip displayed. The temple's tables, overturned with wrath, The dollar's ghost, the "greenback's" fragile path. And yet, I left with only what I sought: A bolt, not soda, though the thirst was strong. For in such errands, oddly, I am taught That even common days to verse belong. Edit: I also donated $.32 to a nonprofit. USO I think? Pic attached

    I love Lowe's!!! The paint Dept is the best!! I would definitely recommend going here for all your…read moreprojects!

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