Animated Husk

railyard
alive with sound of
steel cars
metal
grinding
men buckling and unbuckling
with small head lamp beams
glow in the black
radio transmissions
machinery and gears
clank, brakes squeal
this
unnatural construction
heard miles away
in prairie field wheat
smell of yellow green earth
in nostril night air
beneath
northern lights green blue ribbons
cell towers
oil pumps hung near highway power line
buzz of flourescent
human structure
stench
waste managment
water treatment plants
chlorinating the natural
grass carved for pavement
hundred thousand miles across
virgin
unmolested planet
satellites beam human likeness
to a billion monitors in second fractions
the atmosphere glowing
radioactive
under
plastic rubber space boots

© Emerys Watchel, 2016 All rights reserved.

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4 thoughts on “Animated Husk

  1. You show it as it is…We rip the earth apart and then mourn the violence of nature, never once stopping to think of how we set it all in motion. I live in the rust belt. Frist the mines, then the mills,
    and now the oil. We are slow wonders. Your poem is top shelf and real.

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  2. my mind outworked my fingers…That should read we are slow learners…
    ‘Wonders’ crept in there because I was thinking it’s a wonder Mother Earth
    has been so forgiving.

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