WONDER WHERE WE LAND
We didn’t believe the honeybees would die
We didn’t listen when they said concrete ate the oxygen
Some wanted to live at full speed
Some did not want to alter their ways
Now what
I will never see a sweet pea again…
It’s two days after Monday
Many vanished nights since I gave my last embrace
A crusade of survival for a glimpse of hope
I walked and limped guided by the sole lights of the dwellings of the damned…
And there, I stood… and there I numbed…
A wonderland city shaped like metastasis, devouring the bleak and tired plains
Vertical dominance, gobbling itself up always furthermore
City of dreadful nights, city of light
Soon I will join the ghostly mole people
Burrowing ourselves through endless dark tunnels
Soon, swallowed I will be, appendage of the city
Soon, the collapse of our significance
Will be the rise of my inconsequence
But Motherpolis will provide …
Material: Perspex
Dimensions: 97cm x 97cm x 4.5cm
Photo credit: Lou Smith and Simon Martner