Friday, 3 May 2019

buildings coming down


here, a slice of steel and glass 
a sky-high stack of offices
a mirror sixteen stories tall
to check your teeth for greenery

buildings coming down [[ pause... ]]
to the seashore
buildings coming down 
to the sea

look, a building knifed in two
a bathtub hanging in the air
this is how the joke plays out
when we are old, when we are grey

buildings tumbling down [[ pause... ]]
to the wrecker
buildings tumbling down
to the sea

the sigh and the shrug 
of a building facade 
melting suddenly 
into the sand

the crack and the roar 
of the air between us
turning suddenly
into a cloud

[[ it might be about aging, or urban renewal, or terrorism ]]


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