Abandoned Again

This is part two following on from the original poem, Abandoned, below is the very heavily edited version. I almost never do such extreme edits on poetry so this is a rare one from me.

Life falls away – a campaign of losses
that can’t be recaptured. The living
and their machinery failing together.
A broken wrench and rusted screwdriver
lie out in afternoon shadows.
Light-bulbs shatter in a tattoo parlour,
of dried ink and forgotten customers
where the permanent no longer lasts.
Overgrown buildings crowd out the
sheen of a new faded sunrise
unwelcome in too-bright days.
The only signs of new life are the
distressed missing-persons posters
stuck on walls and boarded up windows
that they had to print out, or give up.
A storm and fallout seen everywhere
except by the eyes of a vanished people.


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