PreIgnition

Hey you...
Tell me, what's your call name
Closed, negative display
Engaged on section three
The acrid factories
You...
Putrid perfect product
Proper platinum parts
Proficient prototypes
Steadily spew from these pipes
Are you...
The prime automaton
Christened as YB-1
Hey you...
Generated by waste
Arid quarry displaced
Enviro-mental squeeze
Aluminum disease
You...
Conscious of origin
Intent in the wind
Atmosphere infected
Descendants defected
Are you...
Novel stroke of design
Or relics from this mine
Casually, choke,
Noxious nourishment
Embodied, illicit cure
Ground and rock and sand
Come crumble tumble down
Grinding round
The hydraulic wheel
Extraction,
For ultimate greed
Now... hidden from view
Surveying stable shifts
A feeble groove
Unintentional split
Then they return to work
As if they're not disturbed
Cybernetic beings
Omniscient regiment
Thriving with vigor
Incessant loop
an assumed order
Auspicious tool
Frantically, flow
Spumous sediment
Remedied, neurotic fuse
Ground and rock and sand
Come crumble tumble down
Yonder sound, an echoing gong
Disjunction
Of their disowned song
Now... some are set free
Emotions flood their gaze
Synthetic breed
The pre-ignition phase
Pre-ignition
Flares up in you
Pre-ignition
Provokes me too.