tractor trailers downshifting as they rumble off the exit of 79 into the north end

and the sound they make is, well, it’s enormous.

the big rigs need the compression of a back thrust

to slow themselves down from the high speed lanes of 79.

the trailers are empty, but they’re in need of a heavy load.

the sound they make is the sound of hungry Tyrannosaurus Rex

chasing down a plump, juicy Edmontosaurus.

that’s the herbivore’s claim to fame. “eaten by: Tyrannosaurus Rex."

but the rumbling, deep-throated sounds of the big rigs on their approach

define themselves by being hungry for product to fill the sides of their steely ribs,

and If you live in the cold north end region of town with its industry and isolation,

you’ll know what I mean.––

If you don’t, well, there are other things for you to consider,

and the charming intricacies of the sights and sounds of my way of life

are probably not among them.