Roger Mitchell, Cooing Kobelcos
Cooing Kobelcos Two parked Kobelco cranes, their buckets dropped on the ground, face each other’s necks, crossed in double x’s, like courting flamingos. I think of the drivers inching this masque together, dreaming of Caterpillars, their blades raised, catting in Peoria. Romance is frowned upon in certain shops and offices, but by the side […]
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