This barn used to be full of straw and pigs. (Is this the new piggy bank? Where's the what? The bottom of it...oh it's at the china shop still. Cause I still have to paint it.) As I said, it was surrounded by firs and fields of corn. Scratchy shoots and yellow husks. The corn is gone, the field remains...smaller and smaller encroached on by shiny new houses neatly sided. No need to paint. I ran passed it each day thinking of how it was before. How it used to be out in the country, but now, the town has grown up around it. Houses growing instead of corn. And corn moving to Wyoming along with cows too. Massive futuristic farms that stretch for miles and are run by half man half machine.
Sunday 16 January 2011
This Barn
This barn used to be full of straw and pigs. (Is this the new piggy bank? Where's the what? The bottom of it...oh it's at the china shop still. Cause I still have to paint it.) As I said, it was surrounded by firs and fields of corn. Scratchy shoots and yellow husks. The corn is gone, the field remains...smaller and smaller encroached on by shiny new houses neatly sided. No need to paint. I ran passed it each day thinking of how it was before. How it used to be out in the country, but now, the town has grown up around it. Houses growing instead of corn. And corn moving to Wyoming along with cows too. Massive futuristic farms that stretch for miles and are run by half man half machine.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment