ON ITS LAURELS

flint
brass
brimstone
lodestone

iron
steel
sulphur
phosphorus
and gunpowder

stone was stacked
stone got cracked
shot and
shell

courtesy of
the tactical flamboyance
of our old friend fire

naphtha
napalm
nitro
nuclear

could not
let stone
rule supreme
therefore no
resting on
dud laurels

nothing ever
so sure or secure
in the nature
of regime

when walls
take writing
seismic cracks
then appear

Published by Damian Garside