Golden Hammer

Then, somewhere out there, inside my inner carpenter who, never in his own house, wants to find a way to use the golden hammer of channeled anger to kind of strip the front door off his post-and-beam hope for safety, in order to show the steam out, without getting burned by what lies inside what he’s built, I pretend to be the mother of that carpenter, by checking the doorknob first.

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