I got stuck on the Brooklyn Bridge
and my driver just sat like stone
to the honks and heckles of the horn-head motorist
strapped into his humid summer ride
I his passenger cringed
as we slid slowly over this monstrosity
these ark angles of iron that join us to skyscrapers
islands apart.
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