2×6
Chipped edges like wedges ripped in pine
and bevelled corners and ornery splinters
that go into your fingers even with gloves
on your hands and your plans and self control
drop through knot holes and seep into cracks
that keep coming back, rejecting
the filler, seems nothing will ever
smooth out the skew that warps the ends
and bows that extend into the forth dimension.
The quest for perfection
in two by sixes is a real trick.
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