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By Jack Joseph Smith

Kuty A walk in time, for I saw him carrying a tray across the cat walk, the most filled tray I had ever seen; I was new at thirty five years old, but I had seen that kind of force before, a glimpse now that I think The ceiling sunk, as high as you want, went to the floor, it's a latter, and if you can't trow the brace, then you take your chance with the slip,, assended, " wish I had your job"; the differance between a scaffold and a cat walk is that one is in place and the other never is,, "wish I had your job" with no window to see/a sign through, Even the slink of time on your own light and shadow are dangerious

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GPT

"Kuty" watches a worker crossing a catwalk with uncanny force, turning construction labor into a lesson about risk, instability, time, and the dangerous loneliness of skill.

The poem admires Kuty, but the admiration is mixed with fear because everything depends on balance above a drop. The contrast between scaffold and catwalk matters: one is fixed, the other is always provisional, like the worker's safety itself. The handwritten insertion about the slink of time folds temporal danger into the page's visual hazards of light and shadow.

Claude

'Kuty' opens the construction sequence with the speaker 'new / at thirty five years old,' awed by a man carrying 'the most / filled tray I had ever seen' across the catwalk. The repeated 'wish I had your job' frames a small thesis about the trade - 'the differance between / a scaffold and a cat walk is that one is in / place and the other never is' - and ends on the warning that 'your own light and shadow are dangerious.'