You Made Me Choose

it was a case of choosing
a stone, a snail, a hammer

i chose the hammer
just that
i never used it to drive a nail
to smash a snail
to break a stone

i chose the hammer and kept it
just that
i left it in the house
(bought a house five years ago)
i walked away
and then i whistled my way
in the woods

just that

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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