I take Steven,
the builder,
back home,
his bicycle
on the back of the bakkie.
the builder,
back home,
his bicycle
on the back of the bakkie.
He says
when he is working late,
his sister worries.
She’s concerned
that he might have been injured during the day.
That he has fallen off the scaffolding.
When we stop at his house,
his goats and their babies
recognize his voice.
In the fading light they come to him.
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