Broadway Bridge

Are there bridge in the sky? And if so please tell me why?

Raise. Lower. Raise. Lower.
No one waves. No one sees thanks.
The flow past with out a look.

I raise to let the ship R.O.D.(s) flow preventing the constant go of the P.O.D.(s) over the river to the center of the dome. I lower to let the P.O.D.(s) resume the flow while not worrying about what flows below.

Raise is a show of strength for I must lift the parts of me to a height hard to lift and hold. Lower is a test of resistance for me for resistance is needed to slowly set the parts upon my legs to land and hold.

Raise and lower are the sum of moving gears and motors. Raise and lower are all I do.

The river flows light and night and beyond it bends to land I see not. The river flows wide and long between the lives of all that may see. The river flow continues to go from the past into the future. The rivers green water’s ripple with waves wake of ships and shit-eaters. Here we go and go and go into the future.