i watched as the modern world burst open.
from below, the bellowing of twisted metals
churning into new shapes and the pain
of asphalt and earth shattering
as the metals reach uninhibited for the skyline.
bold white tubes of steel with tracks like tendrils
sweep past me with ballet finesses
smooth but devastating.
i watched as the people here clamber aboard
the great white beasts and ride their veins
like children on roller coasters
swift, gleeful interludes to the morning commute.
the screams of joy indistinguishable
from the agony of the planet, as monsters burst
in all shapes in all cities
from Umeda to Brookline
the world is waking up.