A hypnotizing rhythm as cars rush by –
zoom, zoom, zoom –
along the manmade, artificial concrete way,
snaking and embracing the fluorescent city,
glowing and growing, dimming and shrinking

This half of the world is asleep,
soothed by the deep black lullaby above
blanketing the cozy and the resting.

The network of drivers, weaving tightly together
built on a solid foundation
betting their very lives on mutual trust