is this craft that chose you, not defined by machine millimeters,
precision absolute, curvatures, so eye-pleasing,
they demonstrate no tolerance for tolerance of the
ordinary?
***the skill of words, too, cut so fine,
find the extraordinary within, refine, refine, refine,
shave away the trite, the reused, discard the instant recognition,
unusable***
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
is this craft that chose you, not defined by machine millimeters,
precision absolute, curvatures, so eye-pleasing,
they demonstrate no tolerance for tolerance of the
ordinary?
***the skill of words, too, cut so fine,
find the extraordinary within, refine, refine, refine,
shave away the trite, the reused, discard the instant recognition,
unusable***
part of http://hellopoetry.com/poem/958457/machinist-tool-thyself-for-joe/
written by me in a different guise
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