... because I've been told to do one.




Amidst the clouds of swirling dust
And urgent needs of must, must, must
the simple bangs, the clicks and clacks
The rocking back and forth and back
The high pitched scream and moaning wail
the fingers stretched beyond the pale,
The sweat, the burn, the tears, the sigh
The intense emotions flaring high
Fall back, collapse, exhausted one
The home-made cabinetry is finally done.


Bet you was thinking of something else huh?



S.J.