Wednesday 19 March 2014

This place

This place will slide into the sea,
This place was never meant to be,
With the gaudy trappings and pealing pier,
This place will soon disappear.

This place has poisoned its last,
This place is consigned to pass,
As the waves rise up to chew out its heart,
This place will crumble and fall apart.

This place will not be mourned,
This place is not to sojourn,
When finally it disappears below
No one will cry, no one will follow.

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