or two
with a screw driver
and screws,
molly bolts
and a new towel rack
for the bathroom.
the other one
fell down,
of course, they all do.
i'm a drunk
sailor on my knees,
cursing
as i measure
and remeasure.
bang a hammer
into the wall.
i'm not cut out for DYI.
i take a break,
a nap.
maybe tomorrow
there's someone out
there,
someone i can call.
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