Zywa
Mesocosmos
The sky is blue and cold today
as if the atmosphere is thinner
and I can sense the void
under which the houses are small
and low, meaningless
fleeting and interchangeable
The old timber factory seems to be leaking
On the right side of the base
smoke rises from the building
as if a reversed draught
through the black chimney hole
absorbs, from distant stars, seas
of gigawatts of power for the city
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