no matter how many times we cross
the spider bridge i feel
the roaring violence of cars- 
the infernal engined river of capsule explosives
on their way to work,
and i think, this is not civilization,
or is a civilization insane.
there is something in metal forged earth 
that incites us, that forms an extension 
of our traumatic abandoned
souls. there is something in  the marriage
of human and machine that 
leans into violence and mad progress.