Tools

Written by: Autumn Rose Wood

Bring the hammer down
Watch your thumb
Holding the nail in place

Build a town
With a pen, a paper clip and a notebook
Girl it up with a bit of lace

The words you speak reek of rum
Did you take a look
At yourself in the mirror?

Do you see what you fear?
Do you have the things you need near?
Do you remember why you are here?