Strange scene inside an old mill

Inside the broken stone enscarpments
and crenelated battlements, the grinders
of rusted metal gears hung against
the broken back wall.
The main clockwork gear was rusted and shattered –
its iron poll twisted.
The turnwheel that ran the mill mechanism –
plopped in iron oxide wreckage
spilling out through a basement arch that water
once flowed through.
Mottled Busch bottles and Budweiser cans
are littered below a hill of slate
and limestone belts.
The rocky crag foundation has become
a watering hole.