Selling Sydney

Selling Sydney

 

Walking from the train station

to the office through

the quiet city streets.

 

Echoes of history.

 

I walk past terraced houses

that have stood together

for over one hundred years.

 

Feel the stories

 

dripping from the bricks,

stories of loves & struggles

fixed in history.

 

New buildings.

 

Cathedrals of consumerism.

Shopping centres. Office blocks.

Apartments, high rise.

 

Selling history according to corp.

 

My office building

looms

grey.

Like a rain cloud

solidified and fallen.

 

I step off the street

and into the open plan

designed for efficiency.

 

And put aside my history.