swells
red after being struck
by the hammers
head.
i've been here before,
and yet
it still hurts.
i still yell out the same
curse words as i did
a year before,
ten years,
twenty years.
my aim has not improved.
and yet
there will be more
nails
that i'll hold and drive
through
a piece of wood.
i'm a builder, although
not a good one,
that's what i do.
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