14 Stories of Redemption

Dental tools were my agents
extensions of my hands
but not of my mind or soul.
That's why failure looks like a block of plaster
the image you hope for is inside
but chipping away the dross
takes some kind of x-ray vision.

A trip to Venice for
inspiration that didn't take
being mocked was too much
and so i threw that hunk over the balcony-
fourteen stories of redemption.