PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL:
Shift
Amid the foundry's hollow rumble:the shapes of idle benches tracethe path of spectral pipethat circumnavigated the globe,and a sign from OSHA rots and warnswhere grease of absent fingers playson the buttons that hang from the overhead crane,and here at a bench where power surgeswhere are the hard hats and safety glassesfor the queued shadows of the next shift?