Sea of ground
Hovering towers made me realise
I did not know you could walk on water
Flicked stones - no echoes
Windows impenetrable
To acts of casual vandalism
Searching for princesses
I think you knew
That one was captured
Somewhere
Prison of grey sky reaching
Bridges with eyes
Too many to avoid
Unless blurred with aching distances
You walked
Legs like paper animation
A desert metropolis
Resting
With no foundations
For the upcoming years
Robots of concrete and glass
Are brittle
Crumble where mechanics can’t
They rely on each other
Grumble in static frustration
As you get away
Hair disguised as wires
Shoddy electricians job
It would have been dangerous
To take a guess
And climb braided ladders
Tears of flaked frustration
Glazed her eyes
In lens thin shards
If you’d only looked up
Second window, sixth floor, third building
As you walked away
On solid water
Like a fairground automaton
The vehicles weren’t ready to chase you
No comments:
Post a Comment