Blocked Up and Over Blocks

Accord, iron views,
steel sarcophogi smile
at their next inhabitant.

Yes, I am bound
to and by the city
a concept whose edges
can no longer qualify
for gravel road retirement.

Thus subbed, I way, I burb,
I terreanean 
prepared to crowd 
around the queue 
to be considered for coffee
and a pinch breakfast.

whose eyes glint 
with brick glitter
and each concrete righteous
angle.