Up the Block
a backhoe has cut
the hours in half
for three days
windows have fallen
doors been split
by the rumbling thunder
from a neighbour’s lot
I drive the machine
across the computer
and renovate my brain
Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in anthologies and journals for twenty-five years. Her poetry, A Summer Father, is published by Frontenac House of Calgary. She blogs here.
I know this type of situation extremely well. Your poem perfectly captures that growing sense of frustration. I just hope that your computer survived its own renovation 😉