Even the Trees Lean Away across the street the jack hammer growl the front loader murmurthe cement saw scream from soggy soft menbreaking a driveway makes my rage engagebuild a sound-proof cage around my body somy mind can flay and my heart can staychambered delicately  inside the poems I mourn the calm-quiet of the six-o-clock dawnthe living… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 18