How can this happen. The tower cast aside. A postcard from the city of pavement cafes, discarded in the street, amongst the leaf litter. If someone can cast the tower aside then what other dereliction could they be capable of. ... This is a metaphor.
Once upon a winter walk No-one sees The cabinet revealed "Delivered" says the new-born A bill of passage The jejune box Documents enclosed Soon to be distributed over Crookes By meteorological ambience A katabatic* wind Carrying words of hate, hope and love Regardless Prosaic
* Any wind blowing down an incline. For official/internal use only:
