GOOD MORNING REYKJAVIK!

The little city is covered with ice and snow  
the winds come and go 
elements regardless determined vikings
in four-wheeled two eyed vehicles
race for the next destination 
eyes peering out over steering wheels -
one hand on the mobile phone
sometimes a cigarette in their mouth
picking their nose at red lights
sometimes the news or electro dance music 
seeping out of cracked windows
caffeine coca cola speed amino fuel magic
ultra light kicking in
the race is on to Go Go Go Produce Provide 
Create Hunt Propagate
sun still hiding on the other side of the planet
well dressed paperboys stuffing
the morning news into mailboxes
old weathered woman plucking bottles
and cans from trash bins 
everything everyone wound up
in one big furious motion
GOOD MORNING REYKJAVIK!

I march through the snow
in cracked boots and red sunglasses
buses pass me in herds
one of them is mine