Glum Dance - Steve Coel
Here -
Where...slim concrete staircase funnels nervous jealous glance..
Where...starched wrinkled skin sticks to stretched bone..
Where...young people die old..
Where...unopened doors fade into peeling brick and small bottle yards..
Where...glum dance patters aggressively on fractured acre..
is the place language comes to die.
Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel
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Steve Coel
