Construction Sight
by Diane Kolack
Jackhammering prayers,
Investing anonymous pieces of self
into the sidewalk.
Sacred cement timecapsules
absorbing the thoughts and conversations
of innocent passersby.
Symphonic subway sounds
smoothly strung with sacred synchronicity.
A city running on revolution
Leaving our mark and marking our leave--
in footsteps, friendships and dreams.
Sensory overload gives momentary voice
to the silent screams of forgotten ground.
And the grace that comes
When all the sounds
disappear.
