And how exactly did taking the skin off your knuckles help?
Yeah. You remembered. At Lowes.
And bought the right sized little black rubber faucet washers.
But now you can not find them.
How is knocking dents in the wall helpful?
I’d like to know. Curious. Concerned. Impressed,
even, at how much childishness you kept
up with over the years, and yet
can not find a simple thing
you need to stop
How did you refind the frame of mind
that beats a world into curled submission
over the infinitely personal matter
of your own frustration?
How is a man who for no decent reason
throws punches at a wall,
any use, to any of us, at all?