Sequelae

The village, a crucible
in shadow; striation
of ghost melt steel
on material decay.
Concrete guide-pillars,
reinforced memoirs
of quiescent forge.

Internalised soundscapes;
rhetoric, rostrum promises
sculpt closed mind terrain.
Fossilised bigwheel tracks
hallow sci-tech future
or media
blown stage furnace.

So, ape-knuckle
mimetic tap steps

> down

> > > down

> > > > > down

shaft of hope to Sun-Lit pool.
See tooth-bright smiles,
mortar boards; TV stardom,
for all.

Untempered,
paths
fall to crack.

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minor edit 17.11.09