server room


rectangles grey like forgotten faces
three man-high towers metal
systematic machines this male place
electric sundries scattered

a cold decorated producting room
the uni-pitch engine of working quanta
the no sad no joy the no peace no ire
this is where the data heart runs

the outside friendly coolwind spins young leaves
a rush-flock of exuberant flickering
as though sun-sparkle water races off a running dog at play
what running dog at play


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say bang

To Let
the A rush
A Mary car…
flock state
northumberland
server room
The Mere Of Ice
where is the magnificent wild

Original Poem




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