It’s been a long journey.
From rat chewed, splintered rotten planks
to the dark dusty piles with rat carcasses
to sand and then to broken brick
to the uniform snakes of underfloor heating pipe
to the space age foam block of insulation
to the thick dark slick of wet concrete…
It was warmed, it cracked a little, we worried, dust settled.
Another layer, like felt, and then click, click, click.
Our floorboards are down and the floor is complete.
Whirling and twirling in our socks on our dance-floor.