Industrial Salute


Ally C.

Tyler Jungbauer

Watch here, O silent observer, as the businessman

       stumbles and limps, a walking havoc, a reeling corpse,

       all of his thoughts jumbled and lost among the muddled

       gaps between each of his successive appointments.  O Society!

       the lineage of Plato and Hegel, burned, shattered, beaten,

       a bruised heap of battered lies, stepped on by shiny shoes,

       a conflagration fed by the unlimited ambivalence of Industry.

       Watch here, O silent observer, and harken the smell, the sight,

             the thick miasma of suits and smiles and ties, of Humanity’s decay.