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Free verse № 133003

a casting is rescued

Member since 2005 · Posted 7 Nov 2005 · 4 comments

at a workshop in a steamy hellhole mildew climbs the walls a giant vise should rust but for constant oil cast iron from template all thread two inches thick two arms clutching a cluster of chain forged for strength this chain lowers slowly slipping links a pool of carbonlesss steel below our workpiece becoming sacrificial a pair of keys and a throw switch are required to stop this operation but wait here is the man with the chemical glove a precious coating invincibility at the cost of mobility our hero swings in from vines will his grip hold or will we work late tonight?

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[6] Dovina 7-Nov-05/12:45 PM Reply
Would be stronger with a few words scratched - carbonless, "is" in the title, becoming, invincibility.
[n/a] ay deee › Dovina 12-Nov-05/2:45 PM Reply
what do you dislike about carbonless?
[n/a] ALChemy 7-Nov-05/8:34 PM Reply
Here it's poetry, at the steel mill it's a safety instruction manual.
Not that bad though. Sounds like a circa 1930s setting.
[n/a] ay deee › ALChemy 12-Nov-05/2:48 PM Reply
an awfully dramatic safety manual.
I work as a sculptor in an old mechanical engineering building, circa late 1800s i think. 1930s would work too. it was one of the first buildings around here, and i don't think much maintainance has been done on the place over all. a sort of wierd inspiration in itself...