Friday, 4 September 2015

THE FACTORY CHIMNEY



The factory chimney, white,
was many meters tall,
and in that light,
it seemed to have a stripe.

Only a trick, of course.
There was no stripe;
just glazed bricks
sideways on and beautiful.

How it soared!
And if you craned your neck
you would not see
its sterling end.

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