I drag the jackhammer into dawn
just to bully the silence awake.
Concrete flinches.
The street convulses like a bad idea.
Mouth gaping whispers.
Law enforcement waits.
The world coughs dust in my face
and I grin back through cracked teeth.
I don’t cradle mornings;
I split them open for inspection.
I won’t watch the light;
I interrogate it under halogen glare.
The day doesn’t unfold >> it fractures.
And I stride through the rubble
unrelenting ,
unlistening, uninterested
in the quiet you keep pretending matters.