All Day All Day

I see you Metro preacher

And you twenty years ago doppelgänger; I've never wondered if you're dead

And robot friends and fellow travelers and all the things we leave out

I see you piles and piles

I see you too long list

I see you blood pressure and daylight and day-long training sessions

I see you grand-daddy of distractions

I see you anxiety and despair

I see you fresh Fall fashions

Humidity before that, decay after that, delays shot through

What're you gonna do with a major American city when nobody agrees on major anymore?

Whaddya say in the face of the faceless?

Faceful? Fateful? Faithful?

Sometimes a straight line is just a straight line

And you still have place to be