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Alan Dugan - Love Song: I And ThouAlan Dugan - Love Song: I And Thou
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Nothing is plumb, level, or square:   the studs are bowed, the joists are shaky by nature, no piece fits   any other piece without a gap or pinch, and bent nails   dance all over the surfacing like maggots. By Christ   I am no carpenter. I built the roof for myself, the walls   for myself, the floors for myself, and got   hung up in it myself. I danced with a purple thumb   at this house-warming, drunk with my prime whiskey: rage.   Oh I spat rage’s nails into the frame-up of my work:   it held. It settled plumb, level, solid, square and true   for that great moment. Then it screamed and went on through,   skewing as wrong the other way. God damned it. This is hell,   but I planned it, I sawed it, I nailed it, and I   will live in it until it kills me. I can nail my left palm   to the left-hand crosspiece but I can’t do everything myself.   1 need a hand to nail the right, a help, a love, a you, a wife.
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