Friday, August 22, 2008

Uncle Frank's Ceiling is Another Man's Floor

The floor
that was a deck
is now a
It's like getting to explore
an old attic;
jackhammering and prying through the structure
that my Grandpa and Uncles
and who knows else built
(really, who knows?!).
And, the bricks and the wood
that made this house
were salvage.
Where've they been?
Who was the last one to touch,
to lay to rest? I wonder
as daylight strikes
for the first time
since my childhood.