Flywheels spin in a hiss of steam
as teeth bite into teeth
and gears turn.
The grand machine,
oiled by its own flesh,
is determined to wring blood
from a stone.
I had Metropolis (the original 1927 Fritz Lang version) going through my head for this one. Thanks for the inspiration Ian!
To listen to the prompt: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlRkSjJ-wvI