Set 2 - Half Stolen Buildings
Dull Flowers
Here -
Where...yesterdays comical events sit buried in vintage blue cement..
Where...blistered streams fall into backyard carpet shed..
Where...dull flowers pilfer hedgerow litter..
Where...stoney engined vehicle bruises centre lane grass..
Where..weightless men saunter early into cotton hospital shroud..
is the place language comes to die.
Metallic Stumble
Here -
Where...straight talking is a cold charmless metallic click..
Where...wind launched building demolition scratches neighbourhood itch..
Where...stickered light falls on damp nylon shoe..
Where...last nights takeaway guides corner walled stumble..
Where...bitter smoke sticks to dark glass passenger..
is the place language comes to die.
Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel
