At five locations

connections break

as brick powders white

and businesses open

 

A bank reaches out

bonds sprinkle, curled

autumn leaves dusted

into mottled stars

 

An office is up for let

wireless computers

blown to murk

of green quayside

 

A shop window

circled with paint, chimes

on a dead lamppost

snuffed out by dawn

 

Along a roadside

a suicidal scare crow

is a firestorm of thatch

and blistered rape

 

In council chambers

treated benches chip

rented by an ego

nobody takes responsibility

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