hooked up the giant screen
walk from corner to corner
probes in the fleshling shops &
the grime of repackaged tomorrows
they came here with their shovels
pickaxes & masterplan the other
side worlded a roller coaster down
to the sea & hints that within the curry
sauce floating plantation ideas from
the window high above the mall where
the searchlight interrogates the blue
the farmer lifts his bail to the fields
that’s when time was lost.
Clive Gresswell
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