(images that come after the poem are intentional. I would like to invite readers to read the text first, see the images, and reflect on the fight between nature and capitalism as these were what I reflected on while "exercising my eyes to see" while on a walk)
Symmetry and perfection.
Posts lined up with equal spacing; support for the newly built building is now being taken down.
Lines.
Shadow lines, and (im)perfect seating spots.
Imperfect? Round.
Round balls that make no sense as to why they are there.
Oh, what’s that? Thank God for trees and nature.
Symmetrical, asymmetrical,
organised, messy,
crunchy, soft,
a whole, with holes,
shadow, no shadow.
Oh, but what is that again?
More lines. More symmetry. More “perfection”.
Walmart.
Nature vs corporation, a monopoly.
Who’s trying to outwin who?
