Circuit City

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

Solder hillocks line the road
connecting the underground.
Coloured bands of static
railway resistors sit in sidings.

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

The processing plant pulses
radiated heat over the city.
Rising plumes of disturbed dust
vortex from bladed fans.

Overheated streets melt rivers of flux,
unseen commands hold basic control,
mindless society complete daily tasks,
memories are cherished until cached.