vain

jagged sky

meets,

cringes at its line,

with jagged

ragged tree tops

in the black green

distance,

topping myriad

lines

of oncoming,

outgoing lines

of chrome

its dirty

light reflecting

cars of steel and glass

all going where

nowhere?

busy busy

busy,

all busy

nowhere

where?

today

yesterday

over and over

again

jagged lines

burning time

repeat

repeat

the repetition