again.
Last year, glaciers melted and the world shrank.
There were Ice Ages and reigns of fire
and more history then.
If it is to end, again,
let it end like any other,
looking in from these
parapet peepholes
at these leaking stone walls
flowing amber curtains
cheap green carpet
gum-gucked furniture
I scrawled my name in blood across this place.
Tonight, I tear it down
brick by brick
ready to build again.
(Red-tinted Caerphilly Castle, Wales, 2008)
