Been driving around lately.
Swift, constant momentum,
rolling through the long landscapes,
smooth marble cloud of weightless illusion,
easily gliding through the changing scenes.
I understand the obsession.
There is a fusion,
a bond between flesh and metal.
Entombed in this mechanical beast,
a spark of fire to bring it to life,
I am its heart,
its mind, eyes, ears,
Its blood is the blood of the earth.
A dangerous sacrifice to open the way,
to bridge the gap –
to extend the body with the monstrous power of fire and steel.
But the things I can do with such power…