I am wed
To my machine
It disgusts you
I am wed
To my machine
Revolting
My machine-like grace
As I weave
Through this
Mobile cemetery
The swift
Freedom
Of mechanical fluidity
Is sickening
The liberation
It's beyond symbolic:
Piston legs
Headlamp eyes
Engine heart
The nausea
Of the imprisoned
Comes in waves from
The gridlocked
Chain gang