After the Shelling

after the shelling the town looked as if a wrecking-ball the size of Jupiter had been swung from the heavens


after the shelling the town looked as if it had been trampled by gorillas the size of Montana


after the shelling the town looked as if drunken gods had toppled the buildings in some childish game


after the shelling the town looked like plastic surgery done by a blindfolded doctor


after the shelling the town looked like Jackson Pollock


after the shelling the town looked like Detroit with a hangover


after the shelling the town looked like a love affair in a locked ward


after the shelling the town looked like an architect's tantrum


after the shelling the town looked like a government-funded sculpture


after the shelling the town looked serene


after the shelling the town looked as fresh as death





Poetry by Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-02-01 at 13:38

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