Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Sonnet #142

We are the infrastructure, the infrastructure is we

The pipes and wires of cities spreading out
Rebuilt, remade, replaced as needed, do you see
The way we built this organism, how it shouts
A wave of sound, a character, a living energy
From far enough away, the city is an organism
We are just the workers in the cells, our liberty
Is the illusion we repeat while smeared in chrism
Of the unity of us: petroleum, coffee, beer, tv
The narrow places where our imagination is
allowed to be, never push the cities back, never free
Even in the country, we're sending energy to cities
Even in the country, we're on the grid, on the economy
The world is networked urban cells we call community

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