Treasure Island

Matt Greenblatt

(Octobe 12,1988 / Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA)

Jackhammer


Wielded, metal fist of man
Punch the concrete bag
Until the pavement quakes
And stands then only as a powder
No more than dampened coffee grounds
Not marble nor the guilded monuments
Could withstand those strokes, thudding home
Or match the senseless, violent beauty
That satisfies some primal pleasure

Submitted: Friday, September 21, 2007
Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011
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