Life after industrialisation





Sense, feel, industrial steel.

Tears at the winter graveside.

The mourners moving out of sight.

A solitary figure in poetic motionless grief.

Turn the page and look to the west.

A new dream and stream of heart warming consciousness.

Rest in peace.

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