Πέμπτη 28 Απριλίου 2011

weston on mare

Trudging slowly over wet sand


Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen


This is the coastal town

That they forgot to close down


(Armageddon - come Armageddon! Come, Armageddon! Come!)


Hide on the promenade

Etch a postcard :

"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"


In the seaside town

...that they forgot to bomb

Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb


Trudging back over pebbles and sand

And a strange dust lands on your hands

(And on your face...)


Photographer: Andrew Meredith