at the south
end of ervay
the video
billboard
plays drone
footage of
downtown dallas
shifting to
infrared as i
sit at a stop
light enthralled.

the hive is
bustling as the
happy soldiers
collect food
for the waiting
queen atop her
emerald throne.

i feel spidery
skittering down
back roads
weaving my web
around my spot
three dollars
for two hours
thirty minutes
of work and
an hour and a
half of watching
the city through
the drizzling
rain on a dreary
tuesday morning.