renevation on-going

crowbar, paintbrush and hammer
nails, tall shelves and tapestry
those are the makings of my daydreams from now on

it started early last spring,
The Big Change
-- or rather a transition?
and still going on

you can find my childhood on a real estate portal,
laid out like some set from a play

as I'm helping my mother to pack
I'm daydreaming of a haven of my own
of us

us tearing down and building up
us drawing the blueprint of the scheme we follow
now not knowing, not in control

I picture myself with a hammer in one hand and a nail in the other
piercing the surface
covering up and revealing
wherever it pleases me

me, in my home