Junk City

junk
Junk City on
the bedside Island,
lit by a sun
from the all-seeing lamp,

the great clock
stands upright,
a bright red body
of towering height,

ticking on,
the handles circle
as nothing in the city
moves,

a post-apocolyptic
land with no inhabtants,
the mobile phone lay flat
beside the notepad

and earphone wires
tangle in
the neighbourhood
of sunglasses

by the wristwatch
station and
the felt-pen
shipyard

and pennies
in the pot,
scrap metal
of a junkyard,

an old industrial
ghost town,
Junk City on
the bedside Island

– Lennie Bezwik

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About bezwik

Lennie Bezwik is an English poet and lyricist who lives in Spain. Before getting into poetry, Bezwik was part of the London based UK Hip Hop scene, writing songs, producing tracks and performing live rap. Over the last few years, Bezwik has done a lot of travelling, drinking and writing. Nowadays, he sneaks off to dingy little Spanish bars at night and writes poems in his notebook. His biggest inspirations are homelessness, unemployment, booze, love and being dreamy.

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