In the rains that allow their presence to be known
cast aside like Elvis memorabilia
bridges are metaphors of weakness
holding up the weighty souvenirs of societies
defined among the possessions of collectors and junk dealers
finds amongst the bins of secondhand stores
Hidden under a stack of Elvis records and Hawaiian shirts
engineers are trolls of the industrial age
standing upon their steel molehills
with their white suits and substantial sideburns
with their newly bought shoes that are too tight
walling out to the homeless birds
with plastic bags protecting them from the rain
with plastic bags filled with old belongings
lost as they are in the landscape