Have body need soul

I swing the hammer and pound the nail

tendon and muscle,tissue and bone

the sun beats down upon my brow

a bead of sweat glides down my nose

landing hollowly in an empty pail

The work day is finished I head for home

gathering my tools ,jumping in my truck

key in ignition ,pedal to the floor

both hands on the wheel and eyes on the road

At the intersection I start seeing red

across the way in another beater truck

I stare at my twin and we both groan

Offing my clothing I step into the shower

cleaning my manly body takes about half an hour

grabbing a towel I quickly dry off

then step onto the flowery rug for a daily ritual

wiping the mirror I stand back and stare

A body I see but no soul is there