Steel rails drink the midnight air
Quercus roots would not grow here
Tire tread writes temporary verse
Phloem moves but I reverse
Stomata open to the light
Anthocyanin burns bright
No soil here just concrete skin
Photosynth begins within
Light bends through spokes like xylem veins
Chlorophyll in chrome retains
Night air holds no arriving trains
Shadows stretch on empty lanes
Growth occurs in static frames
Timetable dust on plastic seat
Epiphyte adaptation complete
No nutrients in subway air
Yet green persists in metal lair
Stomata drink the electric blue
Xylem pulls the morning through
No seasons here just constant night
Phototropism seeks the light
Light bends through spokes like xylem veins
Chlorophyll in chrome retains
Night air holds no arriving trains
Shadows stretch on empty lanes
Growth occurs in static frames
Handlebar grips like tendril curl
Unfurling in this underground world
Carbon fiber drinks the pale gleam
Dreaming of a forest stream
Light bends through spokes like xylem veins
Chlorophyll in chrome retains
Night air holds no arriving trains
Shadows stretch on empty lanes
Growth occurs in static frames
Pedal stroke turns slow and deep
While city dreams in concrete sleep
My shadow stretches long and thin
Like roots that search for soil within
Light bends through spokes like xylem veins
Chlorophyll in chrome retains
Night air holds no arriving trains
Shadows stretch on empty lanes
Growth occurs in static frames
First train rumble shakes the tile
Dormancy ends the waiting while
I clip in and roll away
Chasing photons through the day
Light bends through spokes like xylem veins
Chlorophyll in chrome retains
Night air holds no arriving trains
Shadows stretch on empty lanes
Growth occurs in static frames
Chlorophyll on chrome remains
Light bends through spokes through window panes