The Deck That Once Was Mine

The rain has held off.
Workmen arrived with materials and tools and attacked my deck with a vengeance.
The blinds have remained closed.
The balcony doors have remained locked.
We left the building as soon as possible due to
the ever-present din -
drilling, hammering, thumping, banging,
a radio blaring with the hourly news and old rock and roll.
AND singing.....these two sing, not well, but with gusto.

~ carliewired