Construction Zone

here's to the fragrance of concrete

here's to the fragrance of concrete

     as it cures

yes, I said a fragrance

      wet 

          yet oddly dusty

as you can smell an oncoming storm

     here is the aroma

          of pending permanence

the breath of a body exhaling its last,

its peaceful last

     when the formative stage ends

     another slow lifespan begins

          unloved, anonymous

honor the dignity of concrete

     the humility, the power

          the gray bouquet