Alstom Turbine Factory
(Elblag, Poland 19th November 2009)
these corners have straightened
my hands the endeavor of ruts
masculine & marvelous I true
it is I baited into the poem
into a birdless place
a massive bloke with crust
in his eye handles
the turbines with pockets
full of molten
crystal we do ocean
these lips away may I
call you mine may I
unlock this door we built
this city on a relentless
terror we built this hissing
head cracking cases
troubles track us down