As I scraped the Susquehanna
Curved the road away,
The sky sagged down upon the view
The garb of mist and grey.

On through the glass, where rivulets
Sought earth instead of metal
The city-line escaped my eyes
My foot pressed past the pedal.

Another place, another time
Another rainy day
The dewdrops misting earthward
Jeweled the leaves along the way.

My body sweeps the filthy streets
My eyes stretch up on high
They seek the metal corpses with an
Unabsorbing eye.

While miles away, I'm wandering
A faded forest path
And pacing past the places
Where our bodies pressed the grass.