The worker man sits at the door trying
to unbuckle the buckling floor,
the house will look great they told us
as they brought in cheap versions
of mexican slab, and plastic patterned with floor tiles,
their knocking comes earlier than expected but
with them they bring the new lock for the front door.
The worker men came and they left -
they left a brand new floor and a hole
in the wall,
two days in a row they came and two days
in a row they left the smell of fingers
dipped in drywall,
rolled in nails and hammers and
the dirt that comes with houses that
were never properly cleaned.
They came and they left us a stern look,
a warning and new batteries for the smoke detector,
and they left a broken table
and tiles to cover the hole that came with
the new vanity they left
in the bathroom.
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