wheat and cattails

urn by the window

tan pottery perfect round

stalks fanning outward

this house keeps cracking

this house keeps cracking

ground underneath       

moving and

sinking

pulling at walls and floors

until

snaky fissures

separate drywall              and paint

plying                    apart what was

together

journey in through opening

traverse along tiny caves

exploring

studs and beams

and then

down

between styrofoam and cement

until you get under floor in the gravel and muck and

push up

with all your might aligning corners

leveling layers of heated home

and we can watch            and hear a house

set to rights