18 November 2012
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A bit like the film 'American beauty' this one. Trying to find beauty in the unloveliest of places:
Sand and Slag
Chaos reins in her sand and slag
In her salmon pink disorder
Chained between coalface and power station,
Cloudgrimed industrial mountainside,
Trackside and hedge withering under the knot of sky and sun,
A golden future floated on ethereal markets,
what it can in fact will it never enter his head to say no only spin quark spin.
Probably on a visit to Bolton in the late 90s.