Song of the Pick

choreographed                and synchronisedfeet placed firmly,                picks held highabove ochre earth,                stark and barea moment hangs                in the stifling airwhile muscles tense                and then releaseearth is shattered,                so is peacerocks split                and stones flymetal sings                and souls crysweat glistens,                teeth are clencheddust encrusted vests                are drenchedthe man just stands                hat on headhands in pockets                nothing’s said […]