He has a shiny new hammer in his shed,
hanging complacently off a hook over his workbench.
Having been rescued from the anonymity of the tool store,
it sits enthroned like a lord among the lesser tools,
waiting, smug and patient, to be needed,
and confident in its ability to master the wayward nails.

01/29/2003

Author's Note: An experiment in words moving from the literal to the figurative.

Posted on 01/30/2003
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