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Construction Disconstruction pt I: Introductory
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Extended Poetry Construction, Disconstruction pt. I: introductory
A heap of rubble,
Rubbling around in circles,
Waiting to be found,
Waiting to be something quite heapingly different,
Bricks, Glass, Wood, Dashed from the past,
A lonely crane,
Cursed to a lonely field,
To sit through all eturnity,
Waiting to be found,
Waiting for a driver in his chair,
To weave his magic spells,
To build something quite heapingly different,
A man, Climbs into the crane's dusty old cockpit,
Certain of his task he must recieve,
To build the heaping rubble,
Up to the sky,
And down to the earth,
Then build another, another, another...
To build a vast and cindered city,
Oh, promises lie ahead!
This is part one of five in a series of poems about analysis of construction, building walls, and confining uselessness in them, then knocking them down.
