Empty shells scattered along the beach, Insect skins stepping down from the trees, Walking in the streets, looking in shop windows. Houses constructed from perfectly processed elements, modified, manipulated, artificial dwellings, happy homesteads. The populace infestation, droves of workers falling in line, moving along asphalt canals filing the progress into channeled surges. Advertisement mindsets, Fearful of strange polarity. Hollow enclosures of skin, thin as a dry leaf, colors disbanded from their boundaries, bleeding stains on the world.
The lines I found easy to relate to: droves of workers falling in line,/
moving along asphalt canals/ filing the progress into channeled surges.
I wonder if you have experienced the same bottle-necked traffic. Sharp way to describe it, in my opinion.
I hope you enjoyed the Marathon as much as I did.