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.