The day is clean shaven,
When the city eaters and their svelte gray machines
Enter in through the back M- across a complicit river.
When the streets failed under the filmy force,
The people had nowhere to walk.
They stayed in their apartments and watched the world burn –
Because the landlord didn’t secure the railing
Once the grocery stores were chewed up and spit out
By an Eater called Fin
I fled to sleep.