At some stage, reality is going to have to sink in, to whoever runs these signs around the city: Reading Car Park is Gone Baby GONE, the love has gone away.
Unloved, unmourned, uncaring passing,
the car park that no one wanted,
built by profit chasers for a tower that never came,
the building that split its thigh bones,
allegedly. I saw no cracks.
watched no movies at Readings for a month or two,
this site much better as retail and hospitality,
Big Bertha biting beams mouth full of concrete,
now Tory Street can breathe again at last,
more Lucky Dragon Best High Imperial Dumplings please!
let’s pedestrianise Tory St completely now,
and take me to the water’s edge

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