Ode to Espoo

Espoo
Espoon
Espoon keskus
That place beyond eternity
Where souls are lost beneath concrete
and songs are sung at karaoke
Cauldron of cultures
defined by Polish master plans
begun, abandoned, left to rotten
Sounds of demolition sire new beginnings
Master plans are drawn anew,
but strokes are guided by delusion
Can a place be forced to be a city?
Can a place be named and then exist?
Can it be that there's no centre,
there's no Espoo at this grid on charts?
Espoon keskus are you lost?
Or will I find you in my dreams,
in the memories,
of futures past.