Toes tread tenderly across the steaming blacktop
While above flies a drone that records our bald spots
It zooms in close to gather smooth evidence
It zooms in close to make pattens of events
It zooms in close to highlight what we lack
It zooms in close to film our slow forths and backs
Toes tread gingerly across the melting blacktop
While the machine-suffused air documents our every stop