THE PROJECT
Grinding, concrete dust flying, endless noise
Whine of leveling compound mixing
Now it’s dusty, humid, and close
Sawing, pounding, more racket
Four days two late nights long
Suddenly, silence
and then we see
at long last
new wood
floors
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Yah! I like how the poem winds down to the finished product. Enjoy the floors!
Shoutout to the CAPS lock title, suggesting how much of an endeavor this process was!