the nail

i have said before that
some like such things.

rust and reddened eyes

he brought me an older nail.

we talked and planned new things
for the garden. i hope you do
not imagine it is marvellous, at
least it is mine for now.

we drew the plans with ant powder.

the house is mine a while. the family
came to see their old rooms, played,
shook hands and thanked me.

no need, no need.

it is all honest work.