 The Temporary Mountain by Will Turner There it was Rubble and debris The empty void Where the factory used to be. Builders and forklifts All suddenly appear It was a pudding of mud "No poetry here!" Where once stood a chasm And all looked quite bleak Instead of the wreckage Was a great snowy peak I walked past and smiled Like youth in a fountain I wish I had a camera To prove Beccles had a mountain. Alas of course it could not last Supermarkets are meant to build fast But for a while it stood with all its might Mount Everest on a building site... Will Turner is the author of Mix Tape, an anthology of short stories, poems, monologues, and sketches. He is also a screenwriter and filmmaker. He is currently developing a collaborative web comic, Reynard City. For more information, on all of his projects, visit his home page. 
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