Uber drivers drive reckless, they
loop, round and round
circling Big Ben,
throwing fade patterns
impossible to defend
selling shirts,
outside Heinz Field

coming out the woodwork
they dream of paper straws
covered in plastic sheaths,
soda fountains, covered in dusted,
diamond windshield glass

car crashes mapped out
in Google map grids

and every steering wheel
that ever circled
will grow