BLUEBIRD [on the artistry of scrap iron men]

It’s as if they cragged
out of a foundry
in torn Carhartt coveralls —
almost inexplicable how
they juried a jumble of
springs, broke suspension
rods, old fans, radiators,
bathtubs, hoods, engine blocks
and a few bent ladles
into a gargantuan
opus of industrial sloth,
unstrapped and perfectly
grounded in the stump
of a school bus — Bluebird —
harnessed by a spot welded
hitch to a pickup, perhaps sacred
and too riddled for heat, slumped
and a bit needled toward the ditch.

Image: Jonathan Borba on Unsplash

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