the steel-encased emptiness
The empty metal cars, stopped by the green lights, judder to a halt. A second or two goes by; you might think that someone was getting on or off. But then a bell jangles, and the steel-encased emptiness, having set that emptiness down and taken it back on board, again rumbles off into the dusky daybreak.
Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky
“Seams”, from Autobiography of a Corpse
The steel-encased emptiness is available as a lovely hard bound book, if you’d like, although all of the photos in the book are here and free for the viewing.
