Critical Mass

a building goes through hell
before it is destroyed and
I have sensed the same
rotational hydraulic shears
inside before we collapse.

May 5, 2015 by benditty Categories: poetryTags: poetry 3 Comments

3 thoughts on “Critical Mass”

I unfortunately know collapse all too well. Your words capture that torture. Well done!

Reblogged this on Purplerose123's Blog and commented:
Via Ben Ditmars #poetry #photography

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3 thoughts on “Critical Mass”