Carpentry

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I can't seem to screw my head back on,

the thread is worn

and the drive chipped and bent,

and while I search for a hammer and nail,

the wooden frame falls upon me,

crushing me under its weight

"the carpenter can help you", 

I hear some disembodied voice whisper,

as the wooden frame sinks me into the damp ground

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Great writing!

Very powerful & poetic!

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Powerful Write

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