Wednesday 9 September 2009

chimneys stand like stone soldiers,
---guarding the roofs
-the rain runs sea gulls land on.

--chimneys stand on roofs on walls
brick upon brick upon brick
---of built up to touch me not.

We've built our fortresses
----but never knew
--what we were fighting for
---------------and if we did
-----------it was largely
----------------------misplaced.

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