and to look at the turning gears with less awe, less greed, and with something more akin to fear.
You knew they turned, and would go on turning,
having been set in motion, and being well fed, and controlled by nothing that knew of your presence.
It was there, edging toward the center, to do what you came to do, that you began to shrink inward.
to hold yourself small. to move carefully. to go slow. to keep a wide space between you and the machines
GROUND AROUND AND AROUND
Edges ready to catch at you
If you stumble close,
Ready to grab you,
and you find that your mind has changed.
And you retreat, careful, careful, until you're out of the machine,
and then you run.