Circuit city

[ScurryFunger]

As I drive down copper tracks,
I bathe in a dark neon afterglow
that partially lights the blue hue
of micro farad Marriott’s,
swollen with latent energy.

Solder hillocks line the road
connecting the underground.
Coloured bands of static
railway resistors sit in sidings
tolerance marked by silver or gold

High rise relay tenements,
that click, spark and chatter.
Shopping centres on steel stilts,
gated by depletion barriers.
LED traffic lights stuck on red.

The processing plant pulses
radiated heat over the city.
Rising plumes of disturbed dust
silent fall out, settling like snow.
Filtered air vortexes on bladed fans.

All the boymen love scaletrix, me, I just found it damn annoying that the car never stayed where you wanted it to if you took it above a certain speed.

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