Sonnet #84

Carpentry, and construction, in general,
I find, to be a quest for tools put down
I’m sure I had them in my hand, they’re around
Perhaps I will buy a second, unintentional
Or a third, and find the other two tools
In the bottom of the box. And buying new:
I’m sure there’s a certain thing I need to build it true
But when I stop and look around, I feel a fool
For once again I have misplaced the thing
I just had it in my hand, and now there’s dust
all over the place, maybe get more lighting
Maybe it’s fallen down among the trash and rust
I probably need a different tool, if I’m understanding
If I could find that video again? It’s all lost

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