Weld - Call of the Weld
By faithless
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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the call of the weld
sometimes the hankering
rises in my urban slouch
to weld a great big bridge
from girders and rivets
and such
arcs and sudden outbursts
of pure painful light
under a divers mask
straddling a riverside eyrie
in the night
the image remains in me
as heroic and straight
this comfortable lope
between news and a latte
does not equate
but
there's sloth and deep reverie
to keep me well held
for the moment I'll mute
the call of the weld.
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