I spin on a pivot of cold gray steel
Watching the summer turn like a wheel
Below me the iron is orange and old
A ladder of metal where stories unfold
I am the copper watching the street
Burning in waves of the city heat
Turn to the north then I swing to the east
Hungry for wind like a starving beast
The Hedera helix climbs up the wall
Green leafy fingers that never will fall
I see the loam in a cracked plastic pot
Waiting for water while the afternoon's hot
The asphalt is steaming a heavy gray haze
The traffic is locked in a shimmering maze
I track every breeze with a metallic glare
Scent of the ozone is thick in the air
I am the copper watching the street
Burning in waves of the city heat
Turn to the north then I swing to the east
Hungry for wind like a starving beast
Oxidized skin turning green in the rain
Holding the tension and feeling the strain
One sudden gust and I snap to the west
Pushing my copper to a violent test
The Solanum grows by the fire escape
Changing the brick to a botanical shape
I watch the dusk settle in purple and gold
Waiting for secrets the evening will hold
I am the copper watching the street
Burning in waves of the city heat
Turn to the north then I swing to the east
Hungry for wind like a starving beast
Spinning in rust
Spinning in rust
Copper and rust!
