They’re raising a building next door. In no time at all a giant warehouse has risen from the ashes of a 70s office block, the ugliest phoenix ever seen.
I’m on the opposite side of the building to the diggers and men in reflective jackets but still I feel the earth move. The floor beneath me hums as if I am in the same room as a not-quite-level washing machine and the blinds in the window shimmer slightly with the vibrations.
I wait for the earth to open and swallow us whole, filing cabinets and engineers falling together.
7 comments:
Oof. Very doomsdayish. Appropriate for 2012 :P
Nice post :)
Try living in Christchurch!! Sums up life here perfectly....
Goodness me, I now have this image of a giant food-processor, and you all being sucked into the middle of it, churning into a big gooey grey mess...
I like the allusion to the Phoenix.
sounds like the construction always going on on campus.
You really captured the sense of how one feels when witnessing the razing of a building. I remember watching (from the 40th floor) a sky scraper go down in Boston. It's amazing how the demolition can be so controlled, yet one wonders if everything else around the building may also go falling. :)
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