quinta-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2011

Motorway city

Exhaust fume stained bridges.
Palm trees line the roadside.
Low sun over the asphalt.
Heat rising between the painted lines we drive in.
The gray hard runs over the soft green.
Car behind car, our lives on hold.
Near and far accidents unfold.
Patience wears thin.
Highway windscreen glass shower.
Blood soaks the stone, fractures and broken bones.
Statistics shock and rock the drivers.
Barriers keeping us from the edge.
Fluroscent markers keep us from ruin.
Hard rock under our destination.
Winding paths make our tyres moan.
Transport flux surrounds.

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