iron worker


"you don't remember me do you?"
"no, who are you?"
"i worked on your bus when no one else could"

the seventies station wagon
cruised slowly on the boulevard
the guy with my name
was behind the wheel

the iron worker
his brother
my brother & i
were also inside

"go fast like you did the other day"
said the iron worker
"yes, go fast. give it gas"
said his brother

the driver just stared
though the windshield

"yes, go fast!"
i said

but he drove slow
politely & safely
till we got home