Reviewing the dissected remains of
A wasted day my out tray emptied into
Land fill was pleasantly pleasing
Too my eyes much like the gas filled
Sunset smouldering in half light
Of plutonium enshrined modern
Archpeligos and the maternity of
Fossil free architecture
A dead end amusing
Parrot eschews awaited collection
Population popularity contests
polar opposites found by steam trail
And lighthouse that never fails
To turn even when the train hits the brakes.
And my binoculars fall away
Dear diary .