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15 machines (04/29/2021)
hale steam engine
shuddering bowels of parts passed
melton jambs of an engine
vaguely in the shape
of what was once the idea in the head of
a mere man.
a meagre man.
a meek man,
squandering his inherited earth.
slewn of all charred flesh
the tracks build on, and on.
and you can see doom coming
from miles around;
what a spectacle --
what an awe
truly, we are the coals
...
Friday 30th April 2021 4:02 am
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