Wednesday, 8 June 2016

Demolition poem


I wrote this after watching room 10 get demolished


goes the big machine as it 
the ground beneath it.


as the engine roars out as the machine goes further into the building .


  as the machine snaps wood beneath its feet  


The of rubble hitting the ground at full speed.


The of the works on their lunch break .

And the of water hitting the cold dead wood as it got treated.

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