Tonight I Hear The Machines 'A Singin'

Tonight I Hear The Machines A’ Singin’

14 january 2019

jp melville

Late night almost midnight

Me in my bed in my crazy room

Backside of an old funky

Broken down junkbox house

Four lane Queensway highway just

One block over – so the swush

Roar whirr of trucks cars tires

All night all day is background

Cacaphony – sometimes music in

A strangely mechanical life

Blood stream of this mad fossil

Fuel automotive world in which

We live – listen just enough

And I can hear the machines

Singing their songs in their high

Pitched screaming rubber

Clunking pothole kind of way.