Thank you, Carl at Greying Ghost. It is beautiful.
Here's what Carl says about it:
"I like to imagine these poems being read on the fresh ruins of a city that used to be a city that, too, was once a city before. One line flakes away into the dust congress of the next; another explodes like a hidden sex organ. In two hundred years maybe these poems will be rediscovered underneath the burnt out chassis of a party bus and people will be envious of you for having been the first to expound on the truths of this collection. City of Tomorrow sidearm-swipes the bookshelf of your mind clean only to build a new shelf and destroy that one, too.”
Piffle: Dorothy L. Sayers, Strong Poison
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