Tin (The Manhole)

I'll be the fox by the road, I am Enormous and evolved A predatory mass, in the dark I am unseen Me dripping oil from my tail and my Eyes are through the fumes As yellow as the arc of imagined LEDs I leave a path in the snow, little Rainbow diesel paws I devour the smoke that erupts from all exhaust I make a dash for the median There's a banshee searing past And everything is light and it's noise and I reach the grass My eyes are wide and my teeth dropping Straight out of my skull They clatter on the road anatomically displayed I am as lithe as a vine as I Whisper up the verge And I am almost up to the shoulders of a horse Little sea anemone, pool of rocks Why'd you see, an enemy I cannot? Could there be, a more heavenly artifact As pure as that? I sleep a while in the dark of a Warehouse by the sea I am now as giant as the sun I used to love My limbs are shoots springing forth, I am Impossible and black And I can feel the gravity rushing into me I feel a pull on my fur and a Hundred tiny hands I can feel the men and the women clamber on They will embrace me tonight as a A father and a son And I will carry homo sapiens through the night I can not imagine the things they did to you I can not imagine the way it feels for you I can feel the gravity rushing into me I am but a hole in the fabric of the scene I was but a drop in the ocean all along