Bridge May Be Icy

Bridge may be icy and aloof
The pavement may shrug
And snow slide noncommittally off your roof
And sidewalks may just stand there
While the overpasses hang there
The leaves in your eavestrough may act all casual
And the lamp posts laze about as usual
And the retaining wall slouches
While the road-widening belches
And catchbasins remark disinterestedly
At sewer grates immune to controversy
Where even the subway tracks seem to pay no mind
As your yawning, distant infrastructure repays
Polite meaningless words in kind

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