six lanes float above the city
blinders hit the eyes left to right
trees sky and green signs show the way
reds whites mixes with flashing yellows
to get off the ride
means to know the destination
rivers of concrete divides neighborhoods
underground a city flourishes
all walks of life collide then disperse
incoherent voices play through the tunnel
anxious feet walk close to the yellow edge
day and night do no exist
artificial colors guide the way
bodies push into each other
just like thier metallic counterpart
one is not better than the other
only different.
