Mason’s Sway

What a lonely mill-town.

Displaced to save face.

Forgettable blocks of characters missing presence.

Abandoned factories of ‘remember when’ dissent.

As if, time can take the mortar away.

Or, a one legged crane can remove a mason’s sway.

Haggard are the traces etched in debris.

Once upon a time, a beacon for reprieve.

All at once, corrosion of titanic implosion.

Dead-end decadence set to a lack of emotion.



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