A Wasteland Too - Steve Coel

A Wasteland Too

Steve Coel

The sounds of anger and work

have long been removed

and replaced by

decaying woodwork,

rusty nails and dirty water.

And once busy bar rooms

now support dreams

that flinch and harden

with each repeated telling.

These old shipyards

are still bordered

with axes and knives

but today deliver nothing.

So, to the sound of dusty seagulls

scraping their wings across

shallow pits of broken bone

lights burn, as local eyes

glaze and ignite.

Documentary Fiction Photography

A Wasteland Too

Steve Coel

From Mud on a Plate, 2010. An 11.59 Publication.

Steve Coel

An 11.59 Publication

This Ringing in the Ears - Steve Coel

 Documentary Fiction Photography

Signs. Notions.

Steve Coel

Documentary Fiction Photography

Signs. Notions.

Steve Coel

Signs. Notions. [ v.2 ]

Steve Coel

Always 

just above the speed limit.

Always.

Is the way

around here.

And you notices

when you stares forward

just how much you sees

what's going on

behind you.

You's taught early

by those who decides

they needs you.

And you listens

with your eyes.

Has too.

Is sometimes

just a shadow,

a movement across the light,

a click, 

simplest thing

cannot go unnoticed, ever.

When you

touches your sleeve like,

a flick of ash.

Signs, notions,suggestions, 

suspicions, feelings,

you becomes hypersensitive to it -

does your head in.

Time gets to be blurry.

You's seriously

in the moment,

every moment.

And sleep.

Real sleep

is tempting

but too dangerous.

You gets minutes only.

But you makes sure

you's being checked.

Because

as you know,

recreation isn't always

for exercise.

Rust on Cloth

Steve Coel

An 11.59 Publication