Phlebotomists lobotomized by uncertain peril
    Unable to complete task timely
Avoidance of moisture at consequence OF shimmers of stenches procured under  the stress of millennia
 Why stink when checkpoint must be reached?
   While task must be accomplished!
Why worry when infrastructure maintains
 avoidance of smell taste hear think.
 Stop. Stop. 
Go.
 Stop thinking keep moving destination must be striven for.
Automated construction of machine precision parts
Constantly under watch by high-power riveter/unriveters
Tasks must be completed in a timely fashion, quotas must be met
   Fires must be stoked
Roads must be built quickly, must be maintained tirelessly
Gas must be burnt quickly
Cargo will be moved quickly
Efficiency is no longer a problem when speed is concerned
Turn around time 37 minutes, destination ignored
Task completed in timely manner
No sweat
Don’t sweat
Deodorant only gets you so far
Four wheels will get you further
Faster Faster
No sweat
  Automatons of centralized locomotion under stress of consumption
   By predatory machines or machinations
    Fueled by burrito, can of cheez, one half litre pepsi/coke
   Unphased by stress of living timely
   May complete task in timely manner?
    No
 Fires unstoked by fossilized sunlight trapped by crust half mile deep
 Fires stoked by stinking pouches, cheetos, burritos, beer
  Flesh clinging to cordura- encrusted with road filth
    Acceptance of stink unavoidable
Felicitous stench overpowering exhaust
    Exhausted by continuous movement
     Avoidance of death, acceptance of risk
   
   Enjoyment of flavor, untrapped  unwebbed by constricting lashes of belt. Liberation through steel bars, aluminum tubes,  rubber legs turning endlessly through the dirt left by a civilization unable to feel the road dipping and swiveling  every single day
By David Hoekje
Quick On-the-Road One-Handed Note: The Rumpus for My Birthday
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Learning to write lefty.
And to peck
at the keys like
a poet.
The political consequences of the shift. Minutely felt as they are...
Many thanks to The Rum...
14 years ago
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