I Like Using Nails

I like using nails that are already there; as 

If somebody else, had it all figured out: had worked

Their way through it; the thought, the idea 

Of where a something should be: (less work for me).

As I sat watching her flower picture,

Which continually refused to fit, 

On the radio, in the kitchen, 

Where we both eat and sit, 

One bone autumn night,

With her, far and bye, 

A tiny white nail, on the door, 

Caught my eye.