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
