too early they begin this morning
machines pushing dirt back and forth
steel jangling hard next-door
a make-work project
mailbox laden
with dusted
raindrops
now
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too early they begin this morning
machines pushing dirt back and forth
steel jangling hard next-door
a make-work project
mailbox laden
with dusted
raindrops
now
Reminds me of the never ending house gentrification happening across the street from me. Generator noisy in the early morning. Pushing dirt around and dumping truck loads in the front yard. Sort of leveling it.
I like how the intruding of the construction even disrupts the time of day. Great poem.