The Arc of a Brick

Dense and angular
Lacking aerodynamic qualities
Propelled by brute force
It cuts through the night air
With no evident sign of friction
Destined to meet its fate
By gravity and diminishing momentum alone
At sudden impact
Crazed cracks spider outwards
The puncture hole gaping
Sparkling glass in dull splinters
Bruised edges flake
Flat side scrapes

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1 Response to The Arc of a Brick

  1. Mr.memo says:

    woow nice, an engineer wrote this poem 😀

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