Trigger

By celticman

Fri, 12 Feb 2016
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4 comments
 

Homes
built by spread sheets

Sterling
flows half-level to half level

Splitsection
soundaspace

Stuck-up
tower blocks.

 

Designed
by gods Jean or Jacques

Balance
the horizontal and vertical

Folding
of the building

Unfolding
of the community.

 

Snip—offers
over two mill

Big
swinging cranes

Big
swing dicks—buy now

Sub-hi-tech
and sure seller

 

Pull
the trigger on the past

It wasn’tbuilt to last

Cheap
bricks and metal windows

Thin
walls and full of poor people

Certificate U
Poem
Historical Fiction

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

H.i Jack,

I wasn't sure, but I get the feeling this is about houses being knocked down and flats going up in there place. You summed up the fact that communities were lost in these tower blocks, so many lonely people that once lived in a thriving community, then living in poverty.

Hope I got it right. I like the way you put the poem together, it gave a feeling of a tower block and the small words a feeling of poverty and lonliness.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks for reading Jenny, just trying to get over the notion that homes are no longer something we live in, but an investment opporunity, a box where rich peoplke accummulate wealth. 

 

Submitted by jeand on

HI CM

Very clever and well put poem.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by celticman on

cheers jean