what could go wrong?

it's not rocket science,

but

it feels that

way as i lay out the diagrams,

without words,

vague sketches

of how the bookcase

should be made.

there's a drawing

of each nail

and screw, bolt and cam,

drawn to size

and numbered.

i turn on the big light.

the small light

and put a flashlight in

my hand.

i separate the twelve

pieces of pressed

wood from

the box,

then find a hammer,

a screw driver,

and a gin

and tonic, what could go

wrong?

in three or four hours,

i'll have an answer.