Metal Carpet


Here -

Where...knotted metal carpet rolls lean on concrete window salesroom..

Where...reflected sleep is caught shuffling across bridged river..

Where...drained smiles remain confused..

Where...doctored papers shield gridded nylon building..

Where...ordered talk is wooden..

is the place language comes to die.

Steve Coel / An 11.59 Publication

Documentary Fiction Photography

Steve Coel / An 11.59 Publication

From Half Stolen Buildings, An 11.59 Publication


Sad Eyes

Here -

Where...crowded thoughts are positioned above empty guide dog begging..

Where...plastic bag clumsiness shelters in fenced bus stop..

Where...empty glassed humour becomes bitter and sad-eyed..

Where...blistered wood window sills hold signed memories of yesterday's bargain..

Where...puddle damp trainers split through confused traffic..

is the place language comes to die.

Steve Coel / An 11.59 Publication




Half Stolen Buildings - Steve Coel







Plastic Roof

Here -

Where...locked doors open to sharp knocking..

Where...clotted shoes clamber over torn stile, delayed stone wall and heathland water..

Where...fractured ganglines decide night-time movement..

Where...ribboned plastic roof top windows glisten on oiled doorstep..

Where...seagulls congregate to share daytime information..

is the place language comes to die.

Steve Coel / An 11.59 Publication