Three Line Tales: The Drawer Full of Tools #3LineTales #fiction


Thank you to Sonya of 100 Words or Less for hosting 3 Line Tales.

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Ashim D’Silva

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1. We all have drawers in our homes (and garages), filled with tools of every type one could imagine and we tell ourselves everything in this drawer is useful; for example, we need at least five pairs of scissors for use on varied items — some for string, some for rope, some for the kitchen, some for cutting through paper with precision; and a small sharp pair for beauty, unwanted hairs and finger nail breaks; what would we do withou five-pairs of  scissors? 

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2. Then, don’t let me get started on screw drivers, these multi-use tools of which, we can never find the right kind; I can never remember the correct names for them either, Phillips and Star (something)? Let’s simply say, at times, we need a flatheaded screwdriver (small, medium, or large) and other times we need a star-shaped screwdriver (small, medium or large too); we also use screwdrivers to un-jamb things in our house as well and there are many other reasons we use them, and can never find the right type or size; often, a small drill is much faster — let’s stick one of those in there.

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3. In this drawer (we all have) they’re are a variety of other tools and I think, many of these tools, are tools we think we’ll need close-by, but should be stored elsewhere; think about small axes for instance; hammers are useful but do you need all five in small, medium, and large sizes? And the variety of knives, not used in the kitchen, makes me nervous; how many pocket-knives does a family or individual require? How many box-cutters? And how many knives in general? Horror movies have ruined us, how many knives do we need in case, Jason, or Michael Myers stops by on Halloween, or some other time? 

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Poem: Cascading Etherees –  “Him Narrating Defeat of The Pillow Wall.” #wordhighjuly #amwriting #poetry #siping



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Here siping beside you on our comfy, 

Stalwart bed; the pillows stacked so high.

“Why so many pillows? Explain what,

You need them all for because–

Babe, you don’t touch me and I, 

Miss you and your bright, 

Smile; as we delight, 

In us both, 

Loving, 

Well.”

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“But, 

Now you, 

Build a pile, 

A pillow fort.

Are bed is divided, 

We can’t even see each —

Other; and it feels as if, 

We’re children playing games you  —

And I; forts being a fun thing in my past, 

Yet with you, there’s no fun only, silence.”

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“I tried breaking down your wall once you woke, 

I said, ‘”I’ve had enough,”‘pillows flew, 

Throwing them on our bedroom floor, 

I brought you so close to me, 

Told you,’ “I missed you,

Please, let’s not fight you’re, 

right. I’ll spend more, 

Time with you, 

From now, 

On.”‘

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“You, 

Gazed, 

At me in, 

Shock, smiling a —

Bit sleepily, 

Saying, ‘”My dream has come, 

True; but I need us to always, 

Be a priority in our —

Life, together;”‘and I smiled with hope, 

Held you, whispering:”Baby, me too.”‘ 

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