this night world
the prairie world
away from metropolitan
away from civilization
as many would know it
it hums and buzzes
there are eternal wheels rolling
wearing down thin asphalt
while halogen lamps whine
to light this small darkness

there is no quiet place
no silent place
only a wavering sea of sound
ebbing waves pulled like sonic tides
by the sheer gravity of us
we towns and cities
we clustered and bound moons
across an eroding earth