Who recalls the cringing silence
Of a town centre?
The cowed shops,
Already much wounded,
Blind with plywood cataracts:
Blind with plywood cataracts:
Desperate measures,
Posted in black and yellow,
Forbade cars to be empty.
- Pedestrian logic, these days -
Because one in a hundred,
Would be far too low on its axles,
For any innocent purpose.
A freight of kinetic badness,
Filling the boot.
Mixed with care,
In some Leitrim hayshed
Might consequently need
To be abandoned
Somewhere 'softer.'
Might consequently need
To be abandoned
Somewhere 'softer.'
The course of life and death
Made all the more perverse,
By the bombs
That never went off.
That never went off.
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