It had to go.
The craziest of crazy paving,
never sparked a scintilla of joy
but was at least functional, until the tree
started clawing it up
slab by surreptitious slab
the length of its bony root system.
I think I should have been a digger driver.
It maddens me every time I drive through
a certain major road widening scheme.
There are big signs with photos of little boys in hard hats
and high vis jackets saying,
Our dads work here.