men in yellow
with
their
loyalty
stenciled across their backs
gather
on
corners
to tear up fucktowns patchwork crust
and
touch
the danger
inside her
a bucking mechanical arm
lifts
great sticky globs of clay
and
the
men
change and boost
the
gas veins
and
the
shit pipes
like dirty street surgeons
when
an old woman is exploded by carelessness
the
yellow men
ring
the
lesions
in white plastic
and
orange
light
and
disappear
from enchanted-wood.co.uk
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