Chisel
Holy crap, had I known
how many times I
would cut myself
I’d be too scared to wield…
Tokitaru, Marikatsu, Nomikatsu,
Buck Brothers…
Fine steel polished to
a mirror finish, sharp enough to
shave fur off the back of
my hand…
Steel shaving fine, fine curls of
the hardest hard woods with
the greatest of ease…
Nonetheless, my left hand dialing
finger is hashed, an atlas of
amazing and terrifying scars.
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