In Passing Your Silver Excellence

I was excited
By your large hadron suitcase
Those banded cones of contained chaos
Protruding from the core
At a forty five degree angle
Are a frankensuperior amalgamation
For all the world to pass
A few hundred at a time
More awe inspiring when viewed head on
But anticipated from far away
More than a statue
The living and breathing
You could potentially take away
Is far more enticing a model
Than any architecturally sound structure -
which, of course, you are as well
Water towers are picturesque
Overpasses bring swarms of nostalgia
But, your arterial pipeline
That stretches through the neighborhood
Every neighborhood
Creating a cellular structure seen from space
Your small part in that
The containment of what is
essentially
the first heartbeat
Dark at night
Hot when wet, then gone
Elemental on fat and subject to spread
But, for the most part, grounded
Kept behind a fence
Gated and barbed
Protected and redirected
The only future for resurrection
Marveled at two hundred feet
Your pebbled lawn
So sacred and sparse
Perfectly zen
At the center of everything
Not much bigger
Than the average man
Until you decide to spread out
And then -
cannot be contained
For you to be bodied
Brained
Animated
Created
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3.19.10

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