TV
Don’t buy it:
riot.
Overdraft
Profit stalks the wards
like death
a filthy spectre
clawing at the rented beds
offering blood enough
for life
subjugating life
to debt.
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming
Pablo Neruda
By breach of planning law
they won. And as they come
to sweep the teeming floor
of homes, the floodlights bring
a midnight City day.
Business-like, a blitz of high-vis bailiffs
clears the site. Eyesore gone,
the City’s minions snore
a blissful night. Already rebel Spring
prepares for May.
A night’s dirty-work encapsulated in a few terse poetic words with a refreshingly springy twist at the end.
Comment by Dave Tomlin on 16 April, 2012 at 1:47 pm