Machine

I love the reassuring weight of you

all of your clicks and clacks

the smell of your oil, I keep my machine

clean as a whistle

because every broken thing was at one time whole

and every whole thing

may one day need to be broken…

I will keep you heavy in my hand

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[John the Baptist]

Lines 5, 6 and 7 have a somewhat Biblical sound to them; Isaiah comes to mind. I cannot fathom what kind of machine is being described. The first part of the poem and the last line make me think either of a chainsaw or an AR-15.

[JR]

Machine of destruction, either would work. I didn't think of the Biblical aspect but I can see that now that you pointed it out.