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Rated: E · Poetry · Cultural · #2222443
A poem about a picture by the same name
Written in 2018 for a class based on a picture present in the campus art museum. Picture found here: http://gindlesberger.com/wp-content/uploads/gindlesberger_wf02.jpg

A building along a broken road
Spectral curtains hang limp
Against glass of obsidian
Exquisite facade of ivory stone
Wrought with tar-like decay
Standing alone, its brothers have fallen
Succumbed to the impatience of man
A storefront stands firm
Shattered but resilient to fate
A futile attempt
Beyond, a highway, a leech attached
To the body of an elder
Draining away the blood of humanity
The organs of civilization past so desperately require.
Only he is left, saved by the monochrome
slate of metal declaring his "significance."
But as Death's children draw near he knows, so too does his time.
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