Made of Road

Luminous bituminous 
thank you for being
street.

It's not your fault
asphalt. 

You were grounding 
your own business
when a business
ground you down
for municipal
feet.

You never asked
to be bound meat.

You liked the sound
of way under feats
where the earth stands
and without grand
stand.

Infrastructure pretends
to parade
floating on airs
when whimsical material
would heatlessly prefer
the more original 
unlit seat.