November 5, 2010
New signs in many windows
Plants now lining the road,
New sidewalks already overgrown.
A hill for a lawn
A statue put on
The road where I used to live.
The route for its speed
Has gone wayward
Or merged
The path
Of the party has been paved.
And as much as I’ve now built
In place, time, absence
The completion still feels lacking,
While the construction was left
Previtae the building of a new house
Has begun whose plans
Encompass rooms in greater number
But elements that more encumber
The message behind the front foor.
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