How is this poetry/lyrics called Out on the Parkway?

Out on the parkway,
A gray spike driven down the green
neighborhoods blur by.
And my shadow changes lanes to feel the breeze.

Out on the parkway
Vehicles pause to graze,
With hazy toxic eyes
Shot up.
Octane high.
Lubricated.
Pressurized.

We vent our vapors

Out on the parkway,
Corpuscles of life are each alone.
Within the flow.
And every bleeding taillight,
is seeking some suburban capillary home.

Out on the parkway,
The lanes are closing in on me
and the lines of division
begin their piercing reveille

Out on the Parkway...
 
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