Claw hammer. I was never looking for such stunning beauty. But then it was there. It called both mind and heart and spoke to them of comfort. A piece of lavender silk wrapped around a claw hammer. I felt safe until the blow struck, shattering to pieces all I had tried to fix. And it ripped from me the question how can such a thing exist? What perverse odds brought this to pass? But that does not matter. It is real. Like the throb in my chest