I keep driving past this on my way to other places and it horrifies me every time I see it.
Bleak uncharted terrain
Untethered from the world.
Lost, remote
Unchained
No bright hues
Or seasonal changes
Just grey and desolate
Arraigned instead
In tramps’ clothes
Ragged, worn and old.
Underfoot gravelled grained
In cinders black
Scattered in taunt shadows
Etched in mounds of ash
A nightmare landscape
Filled with cracks.
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