Building Site

Most of my work involved a gun:
TE72, with respect.
The awesome power of it. Spun
like a dragon might turn, on your
unannounced arrival - arcs his long
tail about you like a scythe -
mutilates before the flame even hits you.

You do not fuck around with a TE72.
I learned this the hard way, twice.

The first in foundations, exposing meshing,
the beast on full hammer, dug
a little too far, to a deep black stone
that must have been diamond's distant cousin,
sent me a hot steel point, unsheathing
the soft, essential components of my forearm.
My finger's still scarred from its frantic removal.

I could only reveal a fraction of the boulder.

The second he was spinning,
me - re-routing another
architectural fuck-up.
Heating-ducts or some shite.

We'd lowered the floor
into perfect position,
but the plans for this section
had been drawn without first
removing the underlying beermat.

Mesh again. Two layers, me -
navigating all this at God-knows
RPM to zero

in two milliseconds
.The first - opened my eyes wide -
the second - just let go.


Cor, 2001


[links]
Hilti TE72 Reference Gallery = http://corz.org/inc/img/thumber.php?dir=/words/img/Work/Sin%20and%20Separation/TE72/