Determining my readiness
Caressing every square inch
of my body and soul
Exposing the weakest part of my grain
Tapping on the hollow part of my dry wall
Exposing inefficiencies
Finding my studs
Maximizing my foundation
Centers me
Grounds me
Drills me
Pounds me
Leading with his hotwire
Boom he lights up my circuit
He adjust me with artistic hands,
setting me in his frame, just the way he wants, always
And uses his heat pump to turn me off and on again
my mind, my body
Making me level, ultimately
π


