After a funeral, paperwork sits
at the end of desk rows.
Undertakers pause to change
suits before shift handover,
diesel engines flatten down
places of rest. Glass, iron, gravel.
Machines know: cities grow
in negative spaces, oil traces gift
buildings with signs of the cross.
Gliding hawks operate traffic
for clear passage. Night drops
its guard. Machines argue.
Power cuts add imagination
to people's lives. So much for
ending day's work seeking dawn.
© Maria Stadnicka, 2021. Published in Shearsman 129 & 130, October 2021.
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