Singapore


The bus
Singapore Ian Tymms
On a school excursion
to "The Cement Works"
Drove down the
Sides of an open-cut
Mine to the
Bottom
Where we found ancient
Shark's teeth.

Now I live in a
Concrete tower looking
Down on the trees and
Earth below.
Cranes on every horizon
Are emblems
Of a desire to rise
Above the complex
History of this
Place.

But there are still
Shark's teeth in the walls.

Comments

Unknown said…
Love love love this piece, Ian. :) Beautifully written. Intense imagery. I got goose bumps. :) Lucky me, I get to work with you.
October 25, 2012 at 10:53 PM
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