ice wrench grip

Clutching the bedside table again. After so many nights with it lodged against my hip. And now while cross-checking your references. The calming effects of copyediting, the sly satisfaction of reducing months of hard labor to a few sentences in need of tightening. I reach in with my wrench and look for loose bolts, as in my ears the sun kills the moon. And now the wind blows. An exchange of smiles is a warm point of light in ice. Now occupied with the business of shuttering another week. So carry me, carry me, Ohio.

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  1. ladywrenna's avatar

    ladywrenna

     /  February 1, 2013

    I think your bedside table just might be in the wrong spot.

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    • sean's avatar

      It’s infuriating to me how its one leg is shorter than the others. If I could find some way to prop that leg up better than the ill-functioning bottle cap underneath it right now I might get by. And I am no longer being metaphorical so there’s no need to read between the lines.

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        ladywrenna

         /  February 1, 2013

        I think you need to put on a shearling coat and go to Ikea, silly monkey. They have bedside tables there with all four legs the same length.

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        • sean's avatar

          What a novelty! But I like this one despite its quirks. And I paid too much for it and its pair to say goodbye so soon. Ikea rapes my soul every time I go there. I don’t know…we don’t get along, Ikea and me.

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        ladywrenna

         /  February 1, 2013

        It must be a very pretty bedside table. One leg shorter than the others and you still wrap yourself around it. I hope your girlfriend isn’t missing out because you’re wrapped around the bedside table.

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        • sean's avatar

          Hers has legs all of the same size so she doesn’t seem to mind. And my table is not coming between us…it knows its place. Besides, that part actually was a metaphor.

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        ladywrenna

         /  February 1, 2013

        Here is a cat with eyebrows to make up for all my silliness: http://instagram.com/samhaseyebrows

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        ladywrenna

         /  February 1, 2013

        He looks like one of those special Japanese cats.

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  2. isabelle's avatar

    ….maybe you could chop down the other three legs to restore equilibrium?

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    • sean's avatar

      How logical! Of course that’s why I didn’t think of it. Sometimes I think some weird part of me enjoys living with these aberrations, but then when I finally do take charge and fix them, I feel pleased. I’m my own worst enemy.

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