this page is under construction 
until I find the gist of that pause 
it's just words in the back pages of this momentary thought 

this page is under construction 
i found out yesterday 
my life is under construction until this late sunday afternoon 

this page is under construction 
until bandits stole my thought 
it's now cluttered with rubbish and posted in the hall 

this life is under construction 
until I find my way back 
somewhere in New Jersey I guess I am lost again 

this page is under construction 
come back and see it soon
i will have my rabbi chanting in the naked room 

this evening is under construction 
until the lipstick women call 
it's 3 a.m. in the morning and the hotel rooms have closed 

this moment is under construction 
until I have the courage to call 
you have left for tomorrow and left me a note 

this scene is under construction 
until the sparrows fly south 
the windows are fogged in and the headlights still on 

this dream is under construction 
until I find out the cause 
it's a suit I filed with the landlord of your every whim 

this room is under construction 
i haven't moved in yet 
i hear your sister she's celibate and already on the bed 

this hallway is under construction 
i heard it on the news 
the subways are crowded and your therapist called again 

this woman is under construction 
she lives across the hall 
the evenings are filled with chatter all along the wall 

this moment is under construction 
until I understand your pain 
the floor is always bare where the sun shines in 

this man is under construction 
until he stands alone 
the terrorists have fallen and the victims are awol 

this game is under construction 
i don't understand the rules 
the jesters are laughing and call me the fool 

this poem is under construction 
it's almost near the end 
i haven't got the strength to analyze it again