storm clouds like loaded down barges slide
along the train bridge north bound and around
storm clouds like loaded down barges slide
along the train bridge north bound and around
all made from blood and broken machines
this I, one broken machine
in a production line You too, you reading
are a broken machine or one in the making
all blood and bones with obsolescence
built-in but we try
extend past the build date like the machines we machines build
extend, calling inevitability
weakness
(for JP)
down on river becoming
a wharf dog, guarding
boats, watching coal barges
learning to read the water
and at home, still watching
for the honeysuckle to bloom