My Short Career with a Hammer
by Tova Gabrielle
Thursday, February 05, 2004
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"I can't stand the flies that zoom in this room! So I 'll just fix the window, then gaze at the moon,"
I do not remember how fixing it, I did,
because I am used to playing the kid,
(especially when my boyfriend's around)
but in spite of my lapse, I am sure it was sound....
I was barely done, but I can't quite recall,
for just at the moment of carpenter glory,
did I loose my mind and things got a bit gorey:
annoyed by a fly that landed on new glass
I'd triumpheted, "Stand back!"
and then like an ass, with
my hammer, applied to fly a big blow,
"Now that will teach 'em, for I'm in the know!"
Oops, I got the fly, but the window it flew
In spite of my ecstasy at what I could do
A little too proud; a little girl-again,
Oh fuck it
I'm never competing with men.
My boyfriend he laughed;
the fly, did it flew?
or did it die stuck
to the hammer like glue?
Or did it laugh with him,
my carpenter dear?
I don't quite remember,
just wish I'd more fear.
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|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|This was excellent! very well written!
|Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
|We pay 12.00 bucks an hour to drive nails, flies don't count.|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Some careers are best - short-lived!|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|nice ... well done!|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Hi Tova, nice write. A little too proud, I relate.|