city wall
Walking parallel lines
constrained by precipice wall
and water castle running
cold burned thunder lighting
waiting waiting
waiting again
funnelled crushed
wheels of industry
roll on by
enclaves of life
fragile liminal ARCed
unvalued lost
like rotting fruit
like parrots
once holding court over seamen
stained working women
unmourned still
waiting for
that goddamn bridge
promised long since
promised again
third time jubilee
one day
before all is stolen
sold eviscerated
lost in a dawn mist
gone now
4th February 2016, SG2016.5 prompt “Short Walks in English Towns”