knife
refuses to work,
and the other knives
in the drawer
are too dull
from misuse
or little use, of which
i'm not sure.
but there's this twenty pound
turkey
on table,
fat and hot,
and ten people waiting
for white
meat, or dark.
so i go out to the shed
for the axe,
and chainsaw.
strap my goggles on.
i'll carve this
turkey yet.
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