Urban fragment 2
A post or two ago, I talked about photography and poems. If you missed it (where were you!!), go here. I’m in Hong Kong this week.
Meanwhile, here is Urban Fragment 2.
The winter sun sets the city in lemon marmalade
Light buttered buildings buttress the sky
Standing proud in a rack of urban guilt
I’ll crunch on the toasts of winning speculators
And pick the concrete flecks of their failed brethen
From between my incisors
Photo by me. Poem by Matt Moore.