A Poem by Clinton Van Inman ENGINESby Clinton Van Inman Engines lieRotting and rustingIn the sandsRoar no more to theSounds of freedom toThe flock of birds underA carbon sky. Share this: Print (Opens in new window) Print Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related