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my hammer
i’m here at a desk that snags
my sox with a devious nail head
she has my hammer and nails are undriven
unlike too good a memory libido
the libido that sneezes at the convenience store
when she pulls up with a smile and ‘how are you?’
how am i, i think
i’m snagged by desire
you’re looking good
your smile reminds me too much
of every wonderful moment we had
how it seemed there was nothing taboo
with you - when it came to pleasure
and you have my god damn hammer
that’s how i am
i think those million dollar thoughts
i think about how i would like her to hold me
like the handle of my hammer
as she drives in one more desire spike
and we talk about her job
that she doesn’t like
